What a struggle my career has been as of late. We have been getting a lot pressure from the powers that be to increase our productivity and to have a certain number of hours scheduled each day that are billable etc. It was getting alittle tiring. Then I took two days off, which turned into 5 with the addition of the weekend and the recent holiday ...and it was wonderful. I spent time with Ms. Ella and we went on outings and I spent some QT with Matt and I loved it!
So I go back to work. Driving in I started to feel that sense of dread one feels when they know they are about to so something they don't want to do but have to do. A heaviness. I sucked it up - focused on my priorities, ie. "Work is that thing I have to do in between being home" and got there. As I was sitting at my desk I opened the infamous blue envelope and saw it was from the social work department.
As I sat there stunned reading about a generous increase in my salary (based on a recent survey which found that U of R social workers were amounst the worst paid) I felt happy. I felt compensated. I thought, okay, I can do this. This helps. It means Matt doesn't have to work so much. Etc.
Then today. We get another meeting about how we need to do more with our time and that we aren't being "productive enough". That if we don't start doing what they want, we will be re-allocated to another position. Nothing like a kick in the shin.
It's frustrating. I love the work that I do but it hard to work in an environment that does not support it's employees.
I recently had my iPod stolen from my office. It was a gift from Matt while I was prego with Ella. It had sentimental value - plus, it was an iPod. After talking to one of our administrators, I felt a sense of relief when she stated we had security cameras and she was going to follow up by looking at them.
A week later I follow up with her and the response I got was pretty much the following, "I am not sure what the security tapes are going to tell us Megan. I will look again if you want but they aren't going to tell us anything". Right. Okay.
I guess I just needed to vent because I know a lot of my friends read this who can relate. I get so discouraged with so many demands and not a lot of supportive thank yous or even a 'have a nice day'. Where's the warm fuzzies people????
I want a new more appreciative job but I want to take my pay with me. Is that possible?
4 comments:
Here is ine BIG warm fuzzy from one social worker to another. Hang in there buddy! Love you! Cha Cha
Its the same where ever you work. Nothing changes no matter how much you try.
Hey Meg!
Man.....although different circumstances, I can definitely relate. All I can say is....keep that attitude of "work is something you do in between being home" and it helps to get through. My boss is SUPER about making me feel important and valued but the health system where I am employed could care less. I think it is just the nature of the beast. Look to others for the warm fuzzies. Hell...create them yourselves in between co-workers and friends. That is where you will have the most chance in actually getting them. If "the big system" won't give them to you...maybe it's time to confront management (or even middle management) to confess that moral is down and that things could use a jump. I always give things a certain amount of time (a week, a month). If things don't improve....you are MORE than marketable....and you already know social workers out there were getting paid more than you were...so get out there and see what's out there. You'd be surprised. (I know I have been lately!!!) :-)
p.s Congrats on the raise!!!! That must have come just in time to make little miss Baby Keller #2's enterance in this world a little more stress free. More time with hubby!!! WHO-HOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's the BOMB-diggy!!!!
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