Saturday, February 18, 2017

Protected?

I used to work as an accountant at an air freight company. It was probably the second worse job I have ever worked for. The company and the people were great. I could pretty much befriend everyone there, they were nice and easy to talk to. I was always looking forward to working after the weekend (which was strange). However, my manager was horrible! She was ok in the beginning but she wanted me to work faster and faster...

I always get praised at every one of my jobs for my hard work. At this job, I felt like no matter what I did, she did not appreciate. I didn't get any praise from her...all I got was "you have to work faster". I wouldn't say I'm super fast at doing everything but I know I'm the type of person that would finish all my work asap when it's given to me. That is because I know I'll get my free time when I'm done (no free time at this job whatsoever). It was one of the most stressful job I ever had. So stressed that it started showing on my face. I had crazy break outs that I had once during university (it lasted for awhile...). It was one of my shortest job too, didn't even last 3 months. My longest job is 9 years and on going (current part-time, so loyal).

In the beginning, that manager asked if I had any siblings. I said "yes, a brother". She asked if he was older. I said "yes, how do you know?". She replied "because you look like and give me the feeling that you need to be protected. You are like a greenhouse plant or those extinct animals". I'm not sure if that is good or not but I'll take that as a complement. At least I don't look evil or mean. =) I never had anyone describe me that way. I guess I need to be protected, too much mean people out there. =( I for sure need to be protected away from managers like her.

I'm actually very thankful that I had that job. If it wasn't that horrible job I wouldn't find a better one that I have now. A job where I can work and do my hobby at the same time (baking). I get lots of praise too. =D

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