sunshinemisa
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So I started my new job last week and to be honest, I was on pins and needles on my first day. Don't get me wrong, I've worked in a bakery before so it was just a question of getting use to their way of doing things.
The first couple of days were a blur, 1) because I was still sick, 2) since I was new, I was just told to do whatever (which was fine with me).
Right away, I could see the different "attittudes", those who worked and those who screwed around and worked as slow as possible or not at all.
I was just trying to learn what the expectations were, how to operate certain machines and basically not be a nuisence. Apparently, I work too fast and have attracted unwanted attention. Honestly I was just trying to keep up with the speed of a couple of people.
Now normally my anxiety would be so high because I would think that I'm doing a bad job because I'm slow and just getting in everyone's way. In fact it's the opposite. On my second day the assistant general manager asked how my day was and I told him that I was just trying to keep up with everyone and not slow anyone down. He laughed and said not to worry, and that he had heard many good things about me. The next day, my manager and the assistant general manager were talking when I was just about to finish for the day. The assiatant general manager said that I was doing a good job and to keep it up. He then turned to my manager and said to give me more hours. (I was hired as a seasonal so less than 25 hours per week, but I've been geting 40)
So, now a lot of part timers (they get min 25 hours a week) who slack off ( and the manager knows it) aren't too happy obv. And since I work well with some other fast people I've gotten morning shifts which have pissed off some full timers (they have closing shifts). And apparently my nickname is speedy...
Normally, all this would have sent my anxiety thru the roof. But to my surprize I didn't give a rat's ass (sorry). This surprized me yet, I just didn't give a **** about what they (the people who work in my dept) thought. I was there to do a job and if they didn't want to work, well then too bad!
Sorry for such a long story but, I haven't felt so carefree in such a long time and I just wanted to share and maybe give some hope to those who have a hard time with anxiety or social anxiety or just a hard time in general.
The first couple of days were a blur, 1) because I was still sick, 2) since I was new, I was just told to do whatever (which was fine with me).
Right away, I could see the different "attittudes", those who worked and those who screwed around and worked as slow as possible or not at all.
I was just trying to learn what the expectations were, how to operate certain machines and basically not be a nuisence. Apparently, I work too fast and have attracted unwanted attention. Honestly I was just trying to keep up with the speed of a couple of people.
Now normally my anxiety would be so high because I would think that I'm doing a bad job because I'm slow and just getting in everyone's way. In fact it's the opposite. On my second day the assistant general manager asked how my day was and I told him that I was just trying to keep up with everyone and not slow anyone down. He laughed and said not to worry, and that he had heard many good things about me. The next day, my manager and the assistant general manager were talking when I was just about to finish for the day. The assiatant general manager said that I was doing a good job and to keep it up. He then turned to my manager and said to give me more hours. (I was hired as a seasonal so less than 25 hours per week, but I've been geting 40)
So, now a lot of part timers (they get min 25 hours a week) who slack off ( and the manager knows it) aren't too happy obv. And since I work well with some other fast people I've gotten morning shifts which have pissed off some full timers (they have closing shifts). And apparently my nickname is speedy...
Normally, all this would have sent my anxiety thru the roof. But to my surprize I didn't give a rat's ass (sorry). This surprized me yet, I just didn't give a **** about what they (the people who work in my dept) thought. I was there to do a job and if they didn't want to work, well then too bad!
Sorry for such a long story but, I haven't felt so carefree in such a long time and I just wanted to share and maybe give some hope to those who have a hard time with anxiety or social anxiety or just a hard time in general.