A three year itch…

I have come to a realization in the last couple days. I am approaching a milestone in my professional life where I have held the EXACT same position/job title for the longest in my life. I started my professional career as an Internet Tech Support at the tender age of 17. While my role expanded to include server admin, webmaster, sales, and hardware repair/installation, I was only with the small company 2.5 years before I was laid off. 8 months later the company went under. My next job was a temp at a cold rolled steel plant performing quality auditing and maintaining records for ISO standards. I was there a year before I moved from Ohio to Wisconsin. I enjoyed the job, but I could not spend my entire life as a temp. They would not hire me on as a real employee and give me proper benefits, so I had to move on. I did some customer service at one of those big office complexes before landing a job with a national trucking company. I went from being the one that the drivers called for assistance, to dispatching the trucks during my 4 year tenure there. Again, a lay off ended that job. I have been with my current employer almost 6 years now. The first few years though, I bounced around a lot. I started on night shift, went into a pseudo leadership role on night shift, before coming to day shift in one region. I have been a lead dispatch in my current region since August of 2011. This marks the longest I have been settled anywhere in my entire life.

I don’t know exactly why I am writing this, but I am hoping that by putting it down it will stop swirling in my head so I can get back to my novella and novels I am working on. Or some poetry. I might have a few lines of verse hiding in the dark corners, waiting to come out and play. I do know that I am finding annoyance with many things in my current role. Doesn’t mean I am going to be changing jobs or anything, just that little things are starting to bother me a little and I am speaking out more about these items. Change is good, and my region that I cover needs some changes, needs to grow and become better. We have been mired in a rut for years before I came to the area and those mentalities need to change. I have been trying to influence where I can, but when you are not the sole person in charge, it takes longer than it should to modify the attitude and climate.

Anyway, I don’t think this is a post anyone will really care about, but I had to put it down to get it out of my head. Almost like the therapy of writing a journal. Keep fighting the fight friends.

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Poem – Weekend Work

Weekend Work

I gaze out the dirty window
of the cell where I spend my days
Seeing life pass and the wind blow
Longing to feel it upon my face

The hours spent alone
In a room filled with others
This prison of ours

A corporate life to pay the bills
Dreary existence of those who suffer
Cracking jokes or seeking cheap thrills
Shooting rubber bands at each other

Funny how life works
Slave away on a weekend
Execs get to play

One day we will burst free
Shatter the chains causing the strife
My hope for you and me
Is that we o before the end of life

Inability to Follow Directions…

For anyone in a position that they have to give directives (supervisors, managers, coordinators, or like me, a dispatcher); we rely on people to follow our instructions. If you tell someone, hey, this is all the work I have until after 9am, so start accordingly, you expect them to plan as such. Apparently that is too much to ask of some very entitled people. They just expect you to shortchange the other members of the team in order for them to do whatever they want. How have we ever allowed this type of behavior to continue? And, when said person who cannot follow simple instructions calls; They feel they have a right to be belligerent to the night dispatcher who is following the directions they were given. It is enough to raise a person’s blood pressure to an unhealthy level. Perhaps I should have just left them home instead of making an effort to put some money in their pocket? Sure, it may not be a gravy day full of awesome high paying loads, but I am sure it is better than a day spent holding down the couch. I doubt these entitled individuals ever thought about that.

I try to be fair an upfront with every single one of my drivers. I pride myself on not playing favorites even though there are drivers who will take the bad with the good and those who feel they should only get the good while everyone else suffers. Sadly it seems that my efforts are wasted on a few.

/end rant