So, got called into a meeting today at work, about mid way through my shift.
Was told that I need to move faster and that she knows everybody is stressed back there and overwhelmed. And that I need to do all the green carts and all the tots under the line, so everything that comes out of a box on my long line, I need to run it within my 4 hour shift.
I responded by just taking my time on the line...didn't run anything. Stayed 30 minutes past my sch clock out time just to finish cutting open the boxes and putting everything in the tots or on the carts.
I'm done...whatever I had left in me that gave a damn at that place is just gone. I asked a coordinator what happened to me moving back to furniture and lamps and she says she doesn't know and I told her about the meeting I had. They know I don't move fast enough to do 80...I was already taken off of there last year when I volunteered for it...but for about 3 months or so I've been put on there trying my best.
Even the manager who coached me in that meeting, couple weeks back, said she was going to get me help for the line. Now, today, I was told pretty much it's all on me and that I can only ask for help with where things go. That I shouldn't be bothering the one co-worker (who I have feelings for) to be giving me a hand with stuff, cause she is back to hanging clothes and processing them in the back. And that I need to just talk to other people for help. They already know I am not fast enough...adding more workload seems like they want me to quit. When other co-workers did the line...they NEVER were told to run the tots under the line. When they put me there, I've been told (and never believed them) to also run furniture and lamps and run the tots. I'm not...5 ****ing people...I don't even want to go in tomorrow...I don't. I'm gonna get my ass chewed out and I just don't care.
Hell, before the meeting began, I had taken off my lanyard/name tag. Had it in my hand during the meeting, pretty much my subtle way of saying I'm done.
You know I don't want to do 80...but you keep me there and don't want anybody to help me. A guy I know/co-worker came back and he works the morinings, but she told me he has other things to do and he can't be running my ****.
I'm either getting fired soon, or giving notice. I don't know if I am either going to work tomorrow...I seriously don't. There's no point in talking about help or anything, they want me to do everything in my area, and it's just not happening. Even if I cared a little, it's not. It's too much work. I've never felt so defeated in my life...
it was nice on me wallet.
