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by shadowsystems |
2006-10-12 22:54:03 |
I got fired yesterday.
I came back from lunch 5 minutes late because I had to wait for the ONE stall to become free in the Men's WC, so I could sit down and take my insulin in private.
Adding that to the fact that I had to leave early one day last week (I developed a migrain that prevented me from focusing on the computer screens any longer, & needed to just go lie down in my truck for a while), they called this a "disturbing trend" and fired me for being unable to adhere to their strict time policy.
I told them that, if I were feeling REALLY vindictive, I could file an ADA grievance against them (the REASON I was late was because I was dealing with my Diabetes, an entirely Reasonable Accommodation) and *own* their butts.
Their reply was that they have a zero tolerance stance when it comes to "repeated violations of the company's time policy".
I offered to staple the ADA R.A. section to his forehead and walked out.
By the time I got to my car, they had already called my Temp Agency to say I'd been fired, so when *I* called to let them know, they were ALREADY in the process of finding me a new position elsewhere.
When I got to their office, I told them exactly what had happened, and THEY are filing a grievance against Apple for the "probably-illegal termination of a Disabled Employee in violation of the R.A. clause of the ADA" on my behalf.
(Evil smirk)
Back to them finding me a new job...
They delivered in Aces.
By the time I reached their office (1hour drive), they had an interview lined up for me at an office within *walking distance* of them, had already faxed over my resume, & told the Manager to expect me.
I was in their office less than ten minutes (handing over my time card & explainging what happened) before walking across the street to the interview.
Today was my first day on what may turn out to be a rather NICE business relationship with the new company.
The Manager basicly only had to show me three things:
The list of employees & their extensions,
Their customer codes for use with the FedEx shipping application I'm already familiary with,
And Where the shortcut to the Customer DataBase was located.
Otherwise, it was "We need $Task done. Do you need to be shown how to use our systems?", I'd take a look at what needed done, smile, "Nope. I'm already familiar with the FedEx interface, you're using a standard Tab-Delineated-Text database format, and the Invoices give me all the data I need." & dive right in...
It's a simple copy-paste job of fields between the customer's records in the dB, a web app, and the FedEx program; printing the results; and collating all the paper for mailing - it's not rocket science!
The Manager handed me a three-inch-thick stack of invoices first thing 0800, and where the lady I had replaced "was too over-worked" & let them get back-logged for over a WEEK, I was done with the WHOLE $Task [data entry / web app completion / FedEx shipping receipts for each order] by 1030.
The look on my Manager's face when I asked "Do you have the standard #4 FedEx envelopes for these to go in, or do you have a custom mailer I need to use instead?" was priceless.
She smiles, points to the bottom drawer of the desk I'm sitting at, and says "In there..." as if I'd just offered her a lifetime supply of Godiva chocolates for free...
I spend the next hour stuffing the bits into envelopes, applying the FedEx labels, collating everything into destination-by-State bundles; I turn to tell her I'm done with that task, & ready for what-ever she needs done next.
She's been watching me the entire time, going at it like a freaking assembly line robot.
Answering the phones, transferring customers to the proper department by touch (it's an Avaya based phone system, I'm familiar with the key layout), all while juggling the email (checking for new requests for information, new account notices, etc), working through their web apps like I'd WRITTEN them, and generally "being so efficient it's vaguely frightening" (her words, hehehe) that, when asked if they wanted me back tomorrow, her words were (and I quote) "If you DON'T come back tomorrow, I'm coming to your house, dragging you out of bed, and stapling your @$$ to that chair!"
?O.o! XD BAH HAHAhahahahahaha...
The atmosphere is "Business casual" & a professional demeanor on the phone, otherwise it's "we've got to work together, we might as well have FUN together, too!" kind of feel.
They've got a fully-catered "cafe" in the kitchenette, because they share the building with a catering service, and the C.S. gets to use part of the wharehouse storage in exchange for free food.
The soda machineS sell cans of sodas for 25Cents each, and there are so many different varieties of flavours I stopped counting after the fifth machine.
The snack machines have healthy stuff in them, but the VARIETY of stuff is truely amazing, and very little of it costs more than a dollar.
I won't hold the healthy stuff against them, since some of the choices are things like "All Natural Butter Pretzles" and "Bagel Chips with Kosher Schmear" in various flavours! WOOT! hehehe
To add icing to the cake?
They have a game room.
Full regulation-sized billiards table; air hockey table; FuBball table ("soccer guys on poles"); table-tennis; card table for 8; LARGE conference table with board games all around (I saw Risk, Monopoly, Scrabble, MasterMind, BattleShip, Chess, Checkers, Mancala, & a few others); and an arcade console...
It's one of the old "table top" style you still sometimes find in bars, and it's got EIGHTY-ONE different video games in it!
ALL FOR FREE!
I was playing "Bagle Chip Snooker" with some of my coworkers today at lunch, and I can't even BEGIN to say how that made my day for some weird reason.
I mean, I lost all my Bagel chips (with strawberry schmear!), but the fun of just playing pool AT WORK was enough to make my day FLY. =)P
I was in SUCH a good mood that, despite rush hour traffic forcing me to take over an hour to get home (normally less than 20 minute drive), watching an accident cause every "gawker" in existence to slow down to take a gander, and having someone nearly KILL me when they changed lanes with no blinker nor sufficient room to do so safely (we were coming to a stop, so I was already ON my brakes, but it's a good thing I've got 15" disks & ABS), I got home *singing* the stinking Loituma tune. =)P
It came crashing down when my insane cat (Ivy) decided to try and open my skull with all twenty claws to my face & throat, causing enough superficial bleeding to make me seriously contemplate killing her... =(
For SOME odd reason, my face feels like super-sensative hamburger, itches like crazy, and hurts to touch (and I can't put bandaids on most of the punctures, because they're under my beard & mustache) means the Neosporin I put on my face is merely making it hurt MORE...
So, despite my otherwise AWESOME day, it ends on a rather sour note & leaves me feeling like utter poop.
(Sighs)
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