Week one and I am really struggling with this job situation, I wasn’t meant to work. The job itself ain’t too stressful so far and the folk I’m working with are very down to earth but it’s funny how after only a couple of days you begin to see the cracks appearing. The bitching about the place started on day two, I guess when they realised that I was quite laid back and not a career guy. Happy in the knowledge that I was no company man and would easily become one of them.
Mind you if you have half a brain and can read people it doesn’t take much to work out those that bluff their way through life and those that actually work for a living, you get them in every company. I’m not going to name names as that would just be silly thing to do at this stage. But I was surprised when others had no problem in discussing them when they had left the building.
They complain and give the impression that they could leave here in a heartbeat and walk into another job which might be possible but I don’t think so. As usual there is one staff member that is getting too much work put on their plate and the reason for that is that another has the gift of the gab and spends most of their time talking to customers and basically talking shit. So it’s just really like any other company where the employees are only here for the money and I fit into that category too.
On day one(Monday) I had no login details set up to access the network and it was Wednesday morning before I could start to explore the systems. Uniforms have to be ordered and they won’t be here for a week or so, which means I have to supply my own shirts in the meantime. Steel toecap boots are needed and again I used my own, none supplied. I’ve had about 10 mins of training which was only done because one of the guys was a little bit bored and I had asked him a few questions. Apparently I’ll get training on Friday which is just in time for the weekend.
I’m not complaining just stating what happened. It doesn’t surprise me at all, big companies focus so much on the pre work paperwork and all the OH&S to make sure that they have given you all the information to shift the onus for any future happenings from them to you. If something happens down the track, they will happily retrieve the piece of paper that you signed stating that you understood how dangerous it could be to stand in front of the forklift. The process to get here was long and sometimes frustrating, especially when you go for a medical and they send you to the wrong place. The next appointment lost the urine samples when they were sent off to pathology and it took two weeks for anyone to realise and that was only because I sent an email asking how the results were and there were none to be found. Then again I wasn’t too fussed as I was happy working at home on the house and garden and I’ve still got plenty to do………..I’m not really sure why I took this job in the first place. Yes, I do……………I need the money and there are not many jobs around at the moment.
It pays more than the dole and is only 5 km from home and the jobs in the local area are few and far between. Mind you I would have no problem leaving here if I found something that I thought I would really enjoy. It’s only for 12 months and I’m sure once I get to know more and finally get some training then my day will begin to speed up rather than drag as it’s doing at the moment………so I thought I would blog to pass the time.
With any new job or situation, it takes time to adapt, to work out when to get up in the morning, breakfast is no longer as long as I want, I’m now against the clock. What to have for lunch and preparing it the night before. Having to go to the shops in the evening rather than during the day and much more. I have to squeeze my lifestyle of bushwalking or cycling into a weekend rather than to just go when I felt like it. My whole world has been turned upside down because I need to work, life is a bitch indeed…………………..