Monday, August 18, 2008

Signed, sealed, delivered!

Part 3 in a series of however long it takes me to finish

I'm about to tell you another fantastical aspect that helped make my birthday week a banner seven day stretch (and it keeps getting better) was what occurred when I texted a friend and former boss about my date. Whew! That's a winded sentence.

The date guy, who shall be referred to as Sum Yung Guy -- SYG for short -- transferred to another location shortly after working with me. I had nothing to do with that, by the way. Another store closer to his home needed a lab technician with experience and we really didn't have the hours to give. My former boss had transferred there, I believe, shortly before that. Former boss, KC, and I got along swimmingly. He called me his right hand. He nicknamed me jukebox and often dropped a quarter in my pocket to encourage me to sing a song. We've remained in contact.

First let me say that he was surprised; yet, happy to hear that SYG asked me out. He's a decent dude and everybody knows this girl needs more fun in her life. In our text exchanges, KC asked how things were at work. I let him in on how I really felt and with that he inquired if I'd consider coming to his store. His store would tack on 20 minutes of driving time. Right now I can get to work in 15 minutes. Gas prices are dropping, but as we all know that's prone to inconsistency. I'm having a hard time making ends meet now. The additional fuel expense could be troubling.

I asked if he was serious about the offer. He replied, "yes." I asked if my being in a musical would be a problem. He said he would work around my rehearsal schedule. It seems the planets were aligned.

We spoke later that day and he told me he talked to his general manager and our regional quality coordinator (he over sees the labs.) Both were in agreement to allow my transfer. The ball was in my court to truly consider the pros and cons. I've been unbearably unhappy with my work location for quite some time. Blame personality conflicts or whatever. I won't go into great detail, but there is need for a major change. And since the primary change that needs to happen seems to be ignored like the 800 pound gorilla, I decided this 5'10" homosapien female would do the moving.

I slept on my decision to see if I woke without angst feelings. I discussed with SYG the conditions of the potential transfer location. There's new management now. Even if there are problems, they are new problems to me. Quite possibly I'd be oblivious to their existence. My biggest issue where I am currently is the lack of encouragement, positivity, accountability and strength in leadership. Maybe it's just me. Perhaps I am the one with the problem. If that's the case I will quickly arrive at that conclusion when I get to where I'm going.

When I discussed my decision with my current lab manager (who has nothing to do with my desire to get out of there), he was very encouraging and thanked me for my hard work. He stated he would do nothing to stand in my way, but asked that I give him time to hire a new associate. I said I would as long as they didn't drag their feet, but a time limit needed to be set. I felt the week of Labor Day was fair.

He immediately set out to get my transfer paperwork in order. He called the general manager of my current store to the office to tell her. She quickly handed him applications on file. The ball was rolling. In my private conference with my lab manager, I asked that a big deal not be made over this in regards to telling people. I have my reasons for leaving and I didn't want drama to ensue.

I have to say I'm overwhelmed with the sadness about my departure. I've been told in the not so distant past that when I'm not around there is a lack of levity and joy. In many respects I wish I didn't have such an impact, but on the other hand, this might be the loss that makes the powers that be stand up and take notice with greater seriousness. I doubt it, but one can hope.

My personal happiness can no longer be ignored for the sake of others. I considered no one in this other than Man-cub and myself. It's hard for me to do that. I know I might fall flat on my arse with this move, but at least I'm falling knowing I tried rather than hiding in the shadows of fear ... and never knowing what might have been.

1 comment:

  1. Rupe "bravos" MissRiss.

    Rupe's a huge believer in "you don't get what you don't ask for" and this post has that written all over it. Doing it "your way" is The Way. Better live on your feet than to die on your knees, ad infinitum.

    Go bravely, MR. There is no other way.

    ..................... Stuck In Analogy, Rupe


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