Long Road vs. Short Road

Monday morning. Monday ……. Hmmmmm…..
I have a rant pending here and I am debating whether or not to write it, but I am going to because I’d like to. If anyone gets offended by what I say, well, either get a thicker skin or go to one of those blogs from Micronesia that plays Mariah Carey music and has pictures of “Hello Kitty” and all that. This is solely about work or the lack thereof around here.

I arrived at work at about 7:20. The boss was here, surprisingly enough. We talked briefly before he ran off to supervise someone hanging pictures. Why that needs supervision is another story. Anyway, he leaves at about 8, the Operations Supervisor arrives at like 8:02, and goes out to check on a job that was supposedly done this past weekend, but finds out it wasn’t when he arrived on site.

The “Administrative Assistant” arrives at 9:25 and goes into the bathroom for 20 minutes. Me? I sit here and answer the phone from the following people:

1) The bosses kids, twice.
2) The Assistants friend, her baby’s daddy, her daycare provider…
3) Transwestern Publishing
4) One employee

Could I be doing something better? UH YEAH- I could be trying to bring in new business, I could be making sure clients are happy, I could be out doing what I am good at. Sitting here and answering phones is not what I am good at.

Now why can’t the Admin Asst come in at 8 like most do and start working, you know, report to work ready to work. How come we let people make up their own hours? Better yet, why can’t I make my own hours? Well, I’ll tell you why. Unless I set something up in advance with the Operations Supervisor to come and sit in the office, chances are it would go unstaffed until 10. Why do I care? It’s not my business. That’s true, but my paycheck comes from the business.

So here is what I’m thinking of doing. I want to call a meeting, get everyone’s schedule. Set a time that you have to be here by or you have to answer to it. You start at 9, better be here at 9, 10 is 10 and so on. I believe that business is in full swing by 9 in the morning, so we should be too. Why this place gets run like a Country Club is beyond me. I wish I could partake, but I guess I can’t be that shady and not feel as if I’m taking advantage. I like the people here, but something has to change. I don’t know if I’m up to changing it. That is a lot of work, if I knew I’d get a good return on my effort, I’d attempt it. I’ll probably try it anyway because I can’t just let it go that way, it doesn’t meet my standards.