Pissing in the Wind
Today, my appraisal at work. And I am delighted to note that it was all very positive, which is nice. I was less delighted, however, when we moved on to the thorny subject of training, which I have not had time to complete.
I decided that this was a good opportunity to express my concerns about my workload. I explained that the way things were looking for after my holidays, I would be worse off time-wise than I've been up until now. I suggested that unless my workload was reduced slightly, I would remain unable to undertake the necessary training. I noted that the only way I'd been able to keep on top of things was to give up my social life. I commented that while I was happy to do that in the short term, it wasn't possible to sustain that way of living indefinitely.
While my job gives me a lot of pleasure, it is definitely not enough to replace the rest of my life.
I was told, and I quote, that it was best not to raise one's head above the parapet.
Excellent.
That, coupled with the fact that I tripped and spilled a whole cup of tea over the kitchen floor this morning before I'd even had a shower, means this has been a Not Very Good Day. At all.
Pissing in the Wind - Badly Drawn Boy
Labels: Work
posted by Cat @ Thursday, June 19, 2008
10 Comments:
Well Cat I am glad the appraisal went well but can’t help thinking she had a cheek to tell you what she did after all the effort and work you have been putting in during the past few months!
Hmmm... does that mean you can stick your arse above the parapet and tell these fine people to kiss it?
i would just find something else before, you begin to hate this job that gives you so much pleasure. i cant believe he/she said that to you
Nice to see how open and approachable your Line Manager's are!
I mean, really...."it was best not to raise one's head above the parapet." What kind of closed minded crap is that?!
Sorry, but last time I used to have appraisals, they were a great way to not only see how you were doing compared with your job spec, but also provided an open opportunity for both sides to express any concerns which may affect your work.
Pleased to hear they the rest of the appraisal was positive though, cat.
Please, please, please let me get what I want - The Smiths
Roughly translated as "I don't want to stick my head over the parapet on your behalf".
Missy M has a point.
I find bosses more responsive if you present a problem, followed by two or three possible solutions (thus saving them the hassle of trying to think anything up).
So perhaps you could suggest a re-distribution plan of workload - ie how your lucky roommate could do some of your work. This would mean she'd get more experience. And you would be able to do an even better job on the stuff you have left as you wouldn't be exhausted/stressed.
Worth a try? (or perhaps you already have - sorry if teaching you to suck eggs - you have my sympathy).
Well, that's reassuring to know. Not!
x
Alison, it beggars belief, doesn't it?
Daisy, there were two suitable jobs in yesterday's paper and I have sent off for applications for both.
Lilla, hello, and welcome. And that's exactly what my plan is!
Bedshaped, because there's been a restructure at work, my current line manager won't be my line manager after summer. I got the impression that the appraisal had to be done in a certain timeframe, and all that mattered was having me ticked off on a sheet.
Misssy, yup. I am properly fizzing about it - what happened to the "supportive" culture they promote?
London Girl, I did suggest that the lack of parity between our workloads could be addressed, but it was dismissed. My manager said that the fact our team is a man down due to maternity leave was making a difference (to me, but not to my room-mate!) and that the balance would be redressed when that person returns. One, the maternity leave is due to end next March, by which time I'll be in the nuthouse, and two, I know for a fact that my colleague's not coming back when it ends anyway. So, that was useful.
Lindsay, indeed.
Don't stick your head above the parapet? ie. shut up and go away please?
That's the kind of thing that makes me want to slam my head in a car door. What are they so bothered about? What is saying 'Oi! I'm being overworked!' gonna do other than make your superiors aware of the fact that their staff are getting a bit fucked off, hopefully prompt them to make a change in the right direction, and as a result make you happier.
Doesn't sound like a bad idea to me.
Timbo, it stinks, no? All it's made me do is start searching for another job.
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