October 2014

i think there have been a few other iterations of this post already. one was likely dated similarly to this one and others represent the period after the last two interviews of the “streak era” and my last two weeks at “the show”. so hopefully I’ll do something different here and if not well soon this storyline will be concluded in the next series of posts. perhaps no later than the middle of this month.

anyway, the situation at the show was beginning to somewhat turn. i gotten written up the previous month for taking too long on my break. i just about got into it with a b*tch of a senior manager who decided to bicker with me. she cut it off quick although she was determined to write me up.

i only refer to her that way because in a light moment in an office counting me down and taking to her colleague she came out with her saying “she can be a b*tch”. more often than not especially if some associate wasn’t meeting her expectation that tense side came out and a few times she directed it towards me. although through some intelligence that behavior came out because she found herself frustrated with her role at “the show” also.

anyway the young people were a bit more defiant especially if i try to tell them something. and at worse i may work with one young person who claims they forgot where their register was. and them expecting me to say something gets all upset when i call them out as lazy and wants to start a fight right there! though in reality the tension began the moment i blew them off – a teenage girl of course – when they decided it’s ok to speak to me. anyway no recovery with me there, that potential relationship is shot and good riddance.

i got two interviews this month and it was with a branch of “gotham bank” that hired me and a theater manager position that didn’t hire me. i feel as if i blew the theater manager gig for the national chain. not to say i was unserious but i did get to think about my frustrations and their knowledge of “the show’s” general manager. he wasn’t someone i really worked with often and i couldn’t describe him as a mentor. though as a manager he tried to be as above it all as possible even if some of his senior managers and supervisors just weren’t.

the gotham bank interview actually took place at a different branch from where i would be assigned. good interview where the branch manager got in on the interview and i wish i had worked with them in the long run. while considering the results this was the job that ultimately got me away from the show.

i turned in my notice to one of the senior managers who was the human resource point. i had already been discussing my job search with him anyway. after putting in my notice he gets a thank you card for giving me some “moral” support. other select mgmt i told as appropriate.

ironically two of the more problematic senior managers – the house manager & the b*tch – were incredibly curious about me leaving. more than i had expected them to be and i was semi-suspicious of them. if it was just cordiality for them, deep inside with me i just wanted to tell them to go to hell! although if anyone just wanted me gone it would’ve been them and i mostly worked the last few days of my notice.

btw, this month i fixed my teeth. funny part is that i got a new job with bad teeth and before starting my teller job i arrived at work with new teeth. also i cancelled that initial dental appointment for that procedure to do this interview. i really wanted to leave “the show”.

incidentally having arrived at the new job didn’t start off very well. i kept having issues with my timeliness and that didn’t look good. as time went on it was one thing to get nit-picked over another. it got to the point where i dreaded going to work and while things were bad at “the show”, i never felt the dread as i began to feel about the bank before i was eventually let go.

meanwhile it was registering more and more with some of the mgmt at the show that my time there was coming to an end. thankfully not because someone wanted me gone, but i said i was leaving. i know there were many who wanted yours truly gone and if not mgmt, but other associates. all they did essentially was allow me to find something better.

also my mother bought a new car and for the last time i drove her old vehicle – which remained at a dealer where she left it – to work and back into our garage. i shared a pic of it to my ig page it was the vehicle that ferried me to work when she allowed me to drive there. this was something i was going to miss for sure. the night time drives back home and on occasion meandering about on the way home.

regardless the “streak era” had ended. a new era away from the theater was about to begin. my mother got a new car. i also got new teeth – a flipper – which some of the coworkers noticed the difference especially when i open my big mouth. 😛

as i said my final good byes to some of the coworkers – and even noted this for some of my former colleagues – there was some apprehension as to my new role. it was less than ideal but again the offer i got was what got me away from “the show”. my situation with my coworkers and my pay wasn’t likely to change so this was the impetus for me to leave and finally. no more questions about whether or not i was “too comfortable” or whether or not i was trying to leave. i put in my notice and said BYE to “the show”.

all the same some people were coming out of the woodworks to wish me luck and shake my hand. others it probably didn’t matter too much to them they may know or perhaps for some odd reason glad i was out the door. regardless i worked my final night at the theater shook hands, got my final soft-drink in a courtesy cup, gathered my belongings, and after almost five years off to new adventures!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s