Nearly two months since I wrote. How that time has flown by. I’ve got lots to say but nothing at the same time if you know what I mean?
I was going to talk about Christmas craziness*, but it’s not – it’s going to be just me, the cats and Crazy Cat Boy at home for a quiet day.
Then I was going to talk about the whole no booze journey and how it’s going for me, but I’m not – There’s been a few drinks here and there, nothing to write home (or a blog) about.
Oh, I know what I can tell you! I’m the last straw! That’s right, you heard it here first good internet peeps, I pushed someone over the edge! They actually cited me as, and I quote, “Too Demanding”, the task I’d given them was the “last straw” and they quit their job of over 10 years.
Hmm, I sound terrifying I know! But the reality is far from that.
Regular readers might remember that my organisation had a big event** last month, one I’ve been working as the key Project Manager on for a while. Part of the three day event was a side function that ran for one day and included our suppliers exhibiting. I’d been working with the relevant Sales Manager for my client who seemed…. disinterested shall we say in the details. Sales Manager takes off for leave (as they are justified to do) and leaves very vague instructions for his staff member around the responsibilities for the side function.
Not unexpectedly I call a meeting with this staff member to see how things are going and where we can support (keeping in mind we’d actually done all the heavy lifting already on the event – all we really needed was someone to run it on the day). They seemed fine at the meeting and we progress with phone calls, emails etc, all is moving in the right direction until 1 week out I get a call from the big boss… “Sales Manager got back today, XYZ quit, apparently it’s our fault.”
Our fault? Nope, not even remotely. XYZ had a lot on, it’s been a very, very long year in our industry, more so than normal, and he was working in a high pressure sales environment with an understaffed team. XYZ has a small child who is unwell and a massive prospective new customer that was keeping them on the road and away from home. Add to that an overworked and under pressure sales manager above them and it all became too much and he marched in with a resignation letter and then marched straight out of the building. Dramatic, but not very practical in my book (Hmm, perhaps I really am a hardarse)
The big boss was concerned that I might feel bad about the situation, but I don’t. I know that it wasn’t me – in fact once the smoke had cleared XYZ went to the boss and said as much, they were just overwhelmed.
I do hope XYZ gets another job soon that will allow them to enjoy what they do again and that they find peace. I’ve been in a situation where a job is literally killing me, it’s not healthy. I’m not sure what their personal situation is, I do hope they had the Fuck You Money to do this without putting their family stability at risk.
The whole situation was a timely reminder to keep an eye on my own stress levels and mental health. So I encourage all of you at the end of this long year, wherever you are to take stock of how you feel in your head and your heart and make changes to keep yourself healthy and happy as we head into the silly season and beyond.
*Even my dear SIL seems to be taking a realistic approach to the silly season this year… the fact that she’s 7 weeks booze free is probably helping there I should imagine! Go her, it’s a great thing to be doing for herself.
**In case you are wondering, I did the lead up, the event and post event stone cold sober, much to many peoples deep and abiding confusion. Trust me, it really was the only way I got through. If I’d been dealing with lack of sleep and hangovers, I’d have done more than quit my job! LOL
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