I'm not good at management jobs. I'm very well aware of that, and yet...
I suppose it's best to begin at the start.
Every job place has "the everything guy". The guy who's one of the older workers, a relic of times gone by when everyone were trained for everything and did all of the process interchangeably. He's often the guy who trains the newcomers, shows them around, and makes them comfortable in general.
Judging by tales from tumblr, that guy is often a McDonald's branch manager.
Back in around 2006 I was looking for a job. A job. Any job. I'd suck dick for money. Since mom's dead, murdered, and dad is a pathetic shrivel of himself, it's now up to me to put some food on the table. Kind of a reverse single parent scenario.
It took roughly two-three years to find one.
There I made a mistake: panick. I ghosted the "team manager" during training period with a notebook, documenting every step. Apparently she liked that, and so, taught me multiple positions.
But then shit hit the fan, as it often does. Management changed hands multiple times, (stupid) changes were made, dedicated teams were made and now I'm supposed to be in a single, quite comfortable, frankly, position.
The new manager discovered the notebook, and now I'm THAT guy, the interchangeable one.
The fact I have a generic idea how to replace one of the lower level managers doesn't mean I'm a good replacement, and yet... here we are.
Anxiety from dealing with numbers larger than one million doesn't help, and the fact a fuckup comes out of my own pocket doesn't help either. At any moment I can get into several million NIS debt.
But no, no, let's put the guy with severe anxiety issues and a broken brain in charge. Surely that's a grand idea.
The difference between my boss and myself is simple: while I'm well aware I'm a shitty boss and thus avoid such positions like the plague, he's blissfully unaware, and even in denial of the idea.
Otherwise, we're not too different.
Just pissed off over being "promoted laterally" - more shit to look after without the pay to cover it.
I suppose it's best to begin at the start.
Every job place has "the everything guy". The guy who's one of the older workers, a relic of times gone by when everyone were trained for everything and did all of the process interchangeably. He's often the guy who trains the newcomers, shows them around, and makes them comfortable in general.
Judging by tales from tumblr, that guy is often a McDonald's branch manager.
Back in around 2006 I was looking for a job. A job. Any job. I'd suck dick for money. Since mom's dead, murdered, and dad is a pathetic shrivel of himself, it's now up to me to put some food on the table. Kind of a reverse single parent scenario.
It took roughly two-three years to find one.
There I made a mistake: panick. I ghosted the "team manager" during training period with a notebook, documenting every step. Apparently she liked that, and so, taught me multiple positions.
But then shit hit the fan, as it often does. Management changed hands multiple times, (stupid) changes were made, dedicated teams were made and now I'm supposed to be in a single, quite comfortable, frankly, position.
The new manager discovered the notebook, and now I'm THAT guy, the interchangeable one.
The fact I have a generic idea how to replace one of the lower level managers doesn't mean I'm a good replacement, and yet... here we are.
Anxiety from dealing with numbers larger than one million doesn't help, and the fact a fuckup comes out of my own pocket doesn't help either. At any moment I can get into several million NIS debt.
But no, no, let's put the guy with severe anxiety issues and a broken brain in charge. Surely that's a grand idea.
The difference between my boss and myself is simple: while I'm well aware I'm a shitty boss and thus avoid such positions like the plague, he's blissfully unaware, and even in denial of the idea.
Otherwise, we're not too different.
Just pissed off over being "promoted laterally" - more shit to look after without the pay to cover it.
