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laurafluteI forgot, I never did post my due date for you guys! At this point Baby Hergenroder is expected to arrive February 22, 2007. Any adjustments to this schedule will shared haste post, post haste.
Well, my GM is showing himself to be an ass. About a month or so ago, I got a little comfortable in my job. It happens, you know? You start slacking and whatnot. One of the managers (not the GM) talked to me about it and I straightened up. 'Salright? 'Salright.
Until I got pregnant.
As I've said before, I'm so tired. I have limited energy even with my prenatal vitamins with extra iron. What energy I do have quickly peters out. I've also become much more susceptible to sunlight and heat. After I sweep the parking lot (and as we all know, asphalt intensifies the effects of sun exposure) and come back into the air conditioning I have to sit down for about 5-15 minutes, depending on how bad I feel. I've always been scheduled to come in at 9 am. Once I found out I was pregnant, I started coming in at 8 or 8:30 and working off the clock until 9 so when I did have to sit down the time would all be accounted for.
Thursday morning I started working at 8:15. I got a bit of a wind and managed to get almost everything done by 10 with minimal resting -- the same 2 hours as if I came in at 9 (I have to be done by 10:45, so it was *exactly* the same). I still had some things to do, but I was wiped out from being in the parking lot so I sat down with a cup of fruit punch and some crackers to recuperate. One of the other girls came in and started giving me advice about choosing an OB. I've been sitting down for about 10 minutes at this point, about to get back up and get back to work. This is the moment the GM chooses to walk in. He doesn't say a word about me sitting down. He tells the other girl he needs her to get to work, we both get up, everything's hunky dory, right?
No. Apparently at that exact moment he decided he was going to cut my hours. He didn't talk to me, just did it. I still work the same number of days, but I've essentially lost an entire shift that we REALLY can't afford to be without. I didn't know until I saw it on the schedule. No one can change it without his say so. And he won't be back until tomorrow morning.
I talked to the manager who does the scheduling, and she understands my position. When she served all the time she would come in super early, do her work, and not come back until we opened or later and STILL get clocked in for her scheduled time. She told me he thinks I'm coming in at 9, getting my work done early, and goofing off. Last she talked to him he said there is no point at all where he wants me sitting down doing nothing. If I wasn't pregnant, this wouldn't be an issue. But I wouldn't be sitting down if I didn't absolutely NEED to. I refuse to push myself to make him happy.
I'm talking to him about this tomorrow and telling if he keeps my hours cut, whatever, but I won't be finished on time. I will still need to sit down and I refuse to start early anymore. I'll remind him there we have a company policy against "silent approval," meaning if a manager sees any employee doing something incorrectly and does not correct them, they have approved the employee's behavior and they cannot be retroactively punished (and if the behavior was illegal, the manager gets fired too). And even though they said something to me a month ago or over (I really can't remember), nothing else has been said in the interim, the situation has changed, and he needs to take that into account.
But I don't really care if I get my hours back. This is the last straw. I'm job hunting hard core and not stopping until I get out of there. Dad wants me to file a complaint and possibly sue them for pregnancy discrimination. That would be lovely, but I wouldn't be surprised if a lawyer told me my case extremely weak. Besides, SC is an at will state so they could say I sneezed too much and it would be a valid termination.
And it REALLY doesn't matter because I'm initiating a formal complaint against ANOTHER manager for extremely unprofessional behavior. This bitch....... oh, this bitch....
First she mocked my fear that I won't be able to lift much at some point in my pregnancy. I mean seriously told me I was stupid. Then -- and I don't remember where this came from -- she shouted across the kitchen "GOD FORBID YOUR HUSBAND COULD GET A JOB! I MEAN I KNOW IT'S AGAINST HIS RELIGION--"
That is where I stormed out of the kitchen before I assaulted her. She came up and "apologized" with one of those apologies that invalidates itself. "I'm sorry, I'm tired and I don't have my game face on and I'm just saying whatever I'm thinking." No, not good enough. And to add insult to injury, she started in on Joe again by saying I now have 2 kids and saying he should've finished his book by now (he got a book deal earlier this year, they said turn it in when it's finished and they'd talk money at that point). I'd rather he NOT rush it and make sure it's quality work. But no, he should just pump out some crap as fast as he could so he can satisfy HER. I don't get paid enough to put up with that. And she doesn't get paid a billion more dollars an hour than I do to act that way. If the GM won't at LEAST address her and her mouth, I'm sending a letter to the franchise HR outlining her actions. I don't want another "apology." I want her to finally get it through her thick skull she does not talk to ANYONE like that.
Fin.
Well, my GM is showing himself to be an ass. About a month or so ago, I got a little comfortable in my job. It happens, you know? You start slacking and whatnot. One of the managers (not the GM) talked to me about it and I straightened up. 'Salright? 'Salright.
Until I got pregnant.
As I've said before, I'm so tired. I have limited energy even with my prenatal vitamins with extra iron. What energy I do have quickly peters out. I've also become much more susceptible to sunlight and heat. After I sweep the parking lot (and as we all know, asphalt intensifies the effects of sun exposure) and come back into the air conditioning I have to sit down for about 5-15 minutes, depending on how bad I feel. I've always been scheduled to come in at 9 am. Once I found out I was pregnant, I started coming in at 8 or 8:30 and working off the clock until 9 so when I did have to sit down the time would all be accounted for.
Thursday morning I started working at 8:15. I got a bit of a wind and managed to get almost everything done by 10 with minimal resting -- the same 2 hours as if I came in at 9 (I have to be done by 10:45, so it was *exactly* the same). I still had some things to do, but I was wiped out from being in the parking lot so I sat down with a cup of fruit punch and some crackers to recuperate. One of the other girls came in and started giving me advice about choosing an OB. I've been sitting down for about 10 minutes at this point, about to get back up and get back to work. This is the moment the GM chooses to walk in. He doesn't say a word about me sitting down. He tells the other girl he needs her to get to work, we both get up, everything's hunky dory, right?
No. Apparently at that exact moment he decided he was going to cut my hours. He didn't talk to me, just did it. I still work the same number of days, but I've essentially lost an entire shift that we REALLY can't afford to be without. I didn't know until I saw it on the schedule. No one can change it without his say so. And he won't be back until tomorrow morning.
I talked to the manager who does the scheduling, and she understands my position. When she served all the time she would come in super early, do her work, and not come back until we opened or later and STILL get clocked in for her scheduled time. She told me he thinks I'm coming in at 9, getting my work done early, and goofing off. Last she talked to him he said there is no point at all where he wants me sitting down doing nothing. If I wasn't pregnant, this wouldn't be an issue. But I wouldn't be sitting down if I didn't absolutely NEED to. I refuse to push myself to make him happy.
I'm talking to him about this tomorrow and telling if he keeps my hours cut, whatever, but I won't be finished on time. I will still need to sit down and I refuse to start early anymore. I'll remind him there we have a company policy against "silent approval," meaning if a manager sees any employee doing something incorrectly and does not correct them, they have approved the employee's behavior and they cannot be retroactively punished (and if the behavior was illegal, the manager gets fired too). And even though they said something to me a month ago or over (I really can't remember), nothing else has been said in the interim, the situation has changed, and he needs to take that into account.
But I don't really care if I get my hours back. This is the last straw. I'm job hunting hard core and not stopping until I get out of there. Dad wants me to file a complaint and possibly sue them for pregnancy discrimination. That would be lovely, but I wouldn't be surprised if a lawyer told me my case extremely weak. Besides, SC is an at will state so they could say I sneezed too much and it would be a valid termination.
And it REALLY doesn't matter because I'm initiating a formal complaint against ANOTHER manager for extremely unprofessional behavior. This bitch....... oh, this bitch....
First she mocked my fear that I won't be able to lift much at some point in my pregnancy. I mean seriously told me I was stupid. Then -- and I don't remember where this came from -- she shouted across the kitchen "GOD FORBID YOUR HUSBAND COULD GET A JOB! I MEAN I KNOW IT'S AGAINST HIS RELIGION--"
That is where I stormed out of the kitchen before I assaulted her. She came up and "apologized" with one of those apologies that invalidates itself. "I'm sorry, I'm tired and I don't have my game face on and I'm just saying whatever I'm thinking." No, not good enough. And to add insult to injury, she started in on Joe again by saying I now have 2 kids and saying he should've finished his book by now (he got a book deal earlier this year, they said turn it in when it's finished and they'd talk money at that point). I'd rather he NOT rush it and make sure it's quality work. But no, he should just pump out some crap as fast as he could so he can satisfy HER. I don't get paid enough to put up with that. And she doesn't get paid a billion more dollars an hour than I do to act that way. If the GM won't at LEAST address her and her mouth, I'm sending a letter to the franchise HR outlining her actions. I don't want another "apology." I want her to finally get it through her thick skull she does not talk to ANYONE like that.
Fin.
