I am sorry for having been quiet in the Bloggosphere today. I spent most of my afternoon and evening genuinely pissed off. If you’ve been a regular in The Cove for the past almost four years, you know that our office has been constantly short of at least one person since I started this blog.
Booh Boss hates me with a passion, and I’ve come to excel at ignoring her comments and nasty ways. Her meanness now runs like water on a duck’s back. It probably annoys her all the more!
But every now and then, she still finds a way to really make me blow a fuse.
A new guy has been hired a couple of weeks back, to try to complete our team. Good news, so far. This man is starting his training next Monday, and Booh Boss was about to give him said training.
Today I received an email basically saying the following:
As you already know Mr.X will be joining the team next Monday. I heard that you expressed an interest in giving training in the past. I thought I could take care of Mr.X’s first two weeks, and then provide you with the necessary documents, so you can take him over, starting August 5th!
Thanks, and have a good day,
I think I’d be a great trainer. I vulgarize well, I am patient and I get along with most people. But I expressed that will 9 years ago. When I was naive enough to think that my hard work on the phone would get some kind of recognition.
I am no longer interested in sharing my knowledge with the new guy, for several reasons. First, because the last trainers were working four days a week, which seems fair. I would be giving my thirty five hours of training and doing my load of overtime. The previous trainers had at least a month to prepare their training, when I would get about two weeks to the most, to get ready to teach this guy my job, over a period of roughly six months! But most of all, Booh Boss has let me know so many times that she thought my work sucks (I disagree, after nine years, I can’t be that bad!) that I don’t see the point in passing on my precious knowledge to this lucky guy!
I kept myself from answering straight back. Not that I didn’t want to, but the reply would have been less than professional, and probably a bit too emotionnal. Instead, I thought I’d write a couple of examples of what I felt like sending back, here. Hoping that venting will allow me to say no in a more appropriate way.
First, I thought about not answering at all. And when she’d ask why she hadn’t heard from me, I’d simply answer: Oh, sorry… I thought you were joking!!
Second try, the long shot:
Thank you for the opportunity being offered, but I must decline. As much as I would like to add the ”training” experience to my resumé, I don’t feel like the right person to take on the task. If I had only been prepared… But a two weeks notice is not enough to provide a good coaching, in my opinion. If I might add, it would have been nice to be asked in person, instead of receiving a quick note by email… Oh, and knowing for a fact that everyone else in the office was informed before me did help me decide I didn’t really want the job, after all. You can thank me later, because you won’t have to say, behind my back, ”no wonder he’s so lousy, she trained him!”
Third try, the cocky shot:
Thank you for the offer, but I just want to remind you that I can barely do the job myself. I sincerely don’t think it is a good idea to choose me as Mr.X’s teacher. I can only pass on bad habits, and therefore, I think you’ll have to find someone else.
Fourth try, the ”short and sweet” shot:
I’m still letting the dust settle. I know I’ll find a respectful way to refuse the training. If needed, I’ll go to Booh Boss’ boss to make my point. I’m not as dumb as I can look. I just pretend to be soft skinned.
Someone’s about to learn that.
Rant over. Now back to our regular program….