Tag: work

29 Year Work Anniversary

I have been at my job 29 years today.

Wow!

I’m proud of myself.  It’s quite an accomplishment.

I never thought I would be there that long

I’m kinda sad today because I don’t think anyone from management will come down and congratulate me.

I don’t know why it bothers me.  It shouldn’t.  Management just doesnt care.

So I’m celebrating myself today.   I took myself out to lunch.  Rocky Rococo pizza while I’m wtiting this post.

I took scooby for a walk and watched Boston Blue this morning.

I’m not working hard today. 

Not much of a post.  Work beckons.

We’ll see how today goes.

I’ll let you know.

That Work Thing:  Are We In Jail?

I’m using jail for lack of better term.  I have never been in jail nor do I ever want to be so I really don’t know.  I guess what I’m talking about is control and making decisions for us.

So here’s what I have been thinking.

The companies that we work for decide the following for us:

Our start and end time of our work day.

How many hours a week we work.

When our breaks and lunch are and how long they are and where we can take our breaks and eat our lunch.

How many vacation days and sick days we get.

They tell us what to do and how long it should take.

Believe in things and people that we know are wrong.

Believe that management knows best.

They decide what our wage will be per hour and how we will be paid.

What department we will be in and where we will sit.

What our desk looks like and what will be on it.

What clothes and shoes we can wear – aka.- dress code.

So many rules.  So much control.

I’ve never thought about it like this before and it kinda makes me mad.

No individualism.  No what is best for the individual.  Just someone or a group of people deciding things for us 8 or more hours a day.

I know the workplace needs to be consistent, but the older I get the more my menopausal anger kicks in and I get bucky.

Maybe this why I am writing about work.

I’m realizing what it is all about.

How come I didn’t see this earlier?

That Work Thing: The 2nd of the Three 8’s – Work

I don’t think the average workday 8 hour anymore.  It’s longer.  Commute time.  Overtime.

I don’t think my average workday is 8.

For me it’s 9 alot because of mandatory overtime.

Plus if my commute is added its 9 hours and 40 minutes to an hour.

Let’s say it’s 10 hours total.

So that bleeds over into the 3rd 8 and I’m missing 1 1/2 or 2 hours every day.

Some days it kind of pisses me off. Especially when I have appointments or other obligations. I miss those two hours where I could be doing something else.

So I’m down 2 hours a day. 10 hours a week. 40 hours a month.

40 hours = 1 work week.

Now that pisses me off.

Something has to change.

With me or my job.

I never really thought about this before.

What are your thoughts on the 2nd 8?

Does it piss you off?

I’m off to work. Lol. I have a lot to think about tonight…..although I only have 3 years til I retire.

The question for me us do I want to put up with the bullshit anymore.

Gotta go…..

That Work Thing: Reverse Advent Calendar

My coworkers and I participated in this last this last November at work.

I bought all of the items on this list this year. I was pumped. Last year I wanted to complete the list but I didn’t. I bought some items but not all.

The food was donated to a local food pantry at the beginning of December.

I feel I rarely say postive stuff about work so I wanted to share this. This is not set up by upper management, but one of the coordinators on first shift.

It feels good to participate in this with 1st and 3rd shift. It feels good to give back to people.

Good things do happen at work.

I just need to open my eyes open and not focus on the bad.

That Work Thing: I Don’t Know

I’ve been thinking about how I l want work to look like for me.

I’m not really sure.

A job that fits me, my personality, wants, desires, dreams, and whatever else I might need.

But I know it’s not all about me and the things that I need.

There’s a lot of variables that go into This Work Thing.

We’ve been doing this 40 hour work week for so long can it be changed?

Maybe. Maybe not.

All I know is that I don’t want to fit in anymore. Or make my boss happy.

I want to be happy.

I want to do what is best for me work wise but is this even possible?

This Work Thing is so engraved in our lives.

It’s time to pick it apart and see what the parts are.

What works. What doesn’t.

And I can go on from there.

Maybe I won’t change That Work Thing, but at least I will change how I react to it.

And for now that is good for me.

Fun Friday: This Work Thing

I’m going to rant about work for the next couple of weeks/months.

Short rants. Long rants.

I’m not always happy at work and I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about work lately at work..

My grammer won’t be the best. I might swear.

I’ve been thinking about the following things:

Why I have been at my job for 26 1/2 years.

Who created this 40 hour work week anyway

Is it working?

Why do we think we have to work any way?

Why don’t we push pack?

What if everyone had a job they loved?

I’m going to dump what is in my head into my blog.

I’ll post the 1st post next week.

I’m excited to write about this issue.

Yeah!