Thursday, 02 July 2009

• "hey.. what are you up to?"

  As ya'll know, I've switched jobs from within my company, which means that I now have a new boss. I don't refer to him as such because I don't wanna!
  
  *ahem*
  
  Anyway, having a new boss has been an adjustment, as with the rest of my job. I've come to realize that Justin was pretty lenient with us. My new boss is a little more picky when it comes to time spent away from our desks, so that's been fun. When you consider how many calls we get in a day, it's understandable. But I never leave my desk if my coworkers are all on calls. I only leave when there is a break in call volume. It's just logical!
  
  I have to tell you, if my boss asks me one more time where I'm going when I get up from my desk, I'm going to scream.
  
  I've been drinking a ton of water since switching jobs because I'm talking a lot more, and it's something to do with my hands. Thanks to this new habit of mine, I go to the bathroom a lot more while here at work. Logical, right? Every time I use the bathroom, however, it seems like he is asking me where I'm going. Each time, I cheerfully reply "Potty!" and that's the end of that. Just because I sound cheery when I tell him, does not mean that I am excited that he is asking. How old are we again? I've never given him a reason to treat me like a kindergartner. And it doesn't help that he isn't exactly a busy bee himself.
  
  On Monday, I went into my old department to ask them a question and got on the subject of my coworkers latest trip to California for her sisters wedding. Naturally, there was some juicy happenings, so I was very interested in hearing about them! Again, I didn't leave my desk when it was busy. In fact, I hadn't had a call for the last 45 minutes before heading over there.
  
  I'll admit, I was there for about 30 minutes .. And that is too long, if I'm completely honest. Boss poked his head in a few times to talk with Justin, and I noticed his wandering eyes in my direction as my friend relayed the weeks events. On his last time coming in, as the story was drawing to a close, he finally said, "What are you doing in here?" I promptly replied that I had come to ask a question and had decided to hear about her week spent in California. After hearing the end, I hurried back to my desk, only to be met with a silent phone for the next 30 minutes.
  
  And where was my boss? Not at his desk, that's for damn sure. I could hear his laugh from across the whole building, sharing jokes and the latest gossip with other coworkers.
  
  Now, I hate sitting at my desk. Whenever I need to ask someone something, I relish in the opportunity to go to their desk to ask. So, I can't blame him there. But if you're going to give me the third degree every time I leave my desk, at least pretend that you are abiding by the same standard. You're the manager, and you have more freedoms than we do, but COME ON! You're practically rubbing it our faces that we have to sit and take call after call from angry customers.
  
  *sigh* Alright, that's it for now. After recalling to Cody about my fun manager, it's becoming more evident to him that I need to leave. He knew my manager from a different job back in the day and firmly believes that he is not manager-material. He is all up on gossiping and joking around and is just not mature enough to be the boss. Oh well, maybe someday I will get out of here..
  
  Edit: Even with this little annoyance, work isn't too bad. I'm getting more used to taking calls and I am more knowledgeable. I can hold on, but as soon as I can, I am OUT!
  
  

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