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I recently changed to a new position at work. Without going into a LOT of detail, I have to set the price tags and signage for the "soft lines" department by 6 am Sunday morning (yes, that means going to work god-awful early, even pulling an overnight shift if necessary). This Sunday was my first time doing it solo. I have been trained, but I expressed concern to my new boss about not finishing on time and being less than perfect in execution. She reassured me that she knew it would take a few weekly cycles for me to really get the hang of things and that I should just do my best. I'm not 100% trusting of this lady, but she has expressed that while my work output has not been perfect she is nonetheless pleased overall with my progress in my new role.
OK, I go in at 3 am this morning and... well, I blew the deadline by about 3 hours and the results were not perfect. No one yelled at me (with one peculiar exception) and (most of) my coworkers/teammates helped out a bit and had suggestions.
The one problem case is the gal going from primary person in this role to backup. She rushes in at 5 am "What do you need help with? OMIGOD! You'll never get done! You'll get yelled at! OMIGOD! Hurry up! Hurry up!"
I told her what wasn't done and asked her what she'd like to help with.
"I don't care! It's hopeless anyway. Just give me something! Hurry up!"
I told her to relax. If anyone was going to get yelled at it would be me, so it was my problem, not hers.
Honest to god, she stood there like she'd been pole axed. "X is going to yell at you!"
I've been yelled at before. Why was she getting more upset about this than me?
"Well, it's on you. You'll probably get written up. You'll be in so much trouble."
Funny, I have a certain sub-set of coworkers who have been telling me for years I am going to be written up or drug-tested or otherwise penalized. Hasn't happened yet. Oh, sure, I have had management communicate when they were not happy with my work output or some other thing, but it has been largely congenial. Really, this chick seemed gobsmacked I wasn't in a panic and
mad at me because she couldn't induce a panic.
THEN she told another co-worker I didn't know how to do an ad-check and sent another co-worker over to teach me. That's when you compare what's in the published ads to what's on the shelf. I've actually been doing those for two years now and pointed that out.
"Why isn't it done? Huh? Huh? That was supposed to be done yesterday, why didn't you do it? Every other department does it the day before!"
Um... no they don't. The pharmacy, the cosmetics, hardware, home goods, and kitchen areas do not do it the day before. I know this because
those are the areas I've been doing adchecks in for years. I told Miss Hysteria that if this particular department required it done the day before someone should have told me that before 8 am Sunday (that's two hours past deadline if you're keeping track). Guess I'll have to do better next week, right?
But, according to her I'm going to be in so much trouble, yelled at, etc. She really seemed pissed off that I wasn't in a panic over this.
Well.... it's like this. First, as mentioned, I'd already discussed it with my immediate boss before this weekend. I have
no doubt that if the boss is not happy with me she will let me know... because she has. In fact, she is very reliable for expressing why she is Not Happy. Although I have my pride like any other human being and that can sting, I try to view it as a positive because having a boss who
doesn't express when they are dissatisfied with your work, making you guess or try to be a mind reader, can be much worse in my experience.
At the end of the day I sent an e-mail to my boss (she wasn't in today, and I won't be in tomorrow) saying I'd done my best but I'd be the first to admit there's room for improvement in my performance. I outlined what I had done to try to compensate for any potential short-comings in today's output and jotted down the highlights of what I've done recently. If the boss is unhappy I'm sure I'll hear about it Tuesday when I go in. I hope Miss Hysteria will have calmed down by then.
Basically, unless my hair is on fire, the earth is coming up to meet me at high velocity after a thousand foot fall, or there are large puddles of blood on the floor it's just not an emergency in my book. Might be serious, but not an
emergency if you catch my meaning.