So, I work in a factory, major supplier of rubber and plastic fuel and brake hose, for virtually every car company you can imagine.
Used to be a pretty cool job. As long as you made production, you could clown around, have fun, no worries.
About a year ago, the plant manager(pretty cool guy all around, imo) got a promotion.
Imagine our surprise when the second coming of Hitler was assigned to replace him.
This guy's first task (other than making all the flunkies lives as miserable as possible), was to start outsourcing.
Which he has. Last week, two departments, around 60 people total, were informed that their jobs were being sent to Mexico, and that they would be "re-distributed" throughout the plant.
Of those 60 people, I believe the one with the lowest seniority has 25+ years in. So it looks like johnnyhammer(5 years), who begged, kicked, and struggled so hard to get on day shift, probably will be punted off to midnights, or worse, afternoons.
Fine. It's still a job, right? I can handle it.
Until management decides that I'm not doing enough.
Nevermind the fact that the particular job I'm doing was meant for two people. Or the fact that, for the last two months, I've met the production of two people singlehandedly.
Apparently that wasn't enough.
Ten minutes after I arrived at work today, I was informed that not only would I be doing what I had been doing, the job of two men, but I would also now be expected to cover the duties of a third and fourth person.
I **** you not.
So I bailed. I said ********** this", gave the finger, and walked.
Been queasy all day. I've never quit a job on such short notice before.
Actually, "quit" doesn't apply. I spoke to my supervisor on the phone earlier(she's a close friend). She informed me that I still have a job, I just need to show up tomorrow.
I don't know what to do. I can't work in a place that infuriates me as bad as this. Honestly, I don't want to go back. Ever.
My options are really limited, though. I've been unemployed a grand total of 5 days in the last 15 years, I have no doubt that I can find something, even if it's delivering pizzas, or some ****.
I'm a little scared. This was a decent paying job I walked away from, I had insurance, but ****! It just doesn't seem to be worth it, the amounts of **** I have to eat in order to survive.
I can get a job at a video store, or the aforementioned pizza shop, np. I have a few connections, I could be working tomorrow, if I put my mind to it.
Sorry for the rant. I've started, then cancelled, this post at least a dozen times today.
Just had to air it out, sorry.
Edited, Thu Sep 2 22:05:47 2004 by johnnyhammer