- posted 9 years ago
OK folks, just wanted to stop in from the steamy 'burbs of DC. Hope all are
having some happy stitching and a good summer.
So, here's my whine - the most bizarre boss. I took a job about 10 days ago
after being phone interviewed, and then in person. Ad was for PT office
management, at interview was asked if I'd do full-time as the Exec Assist to
owner of this fancy dressage barn/training facility (and a bunch of other
businesses), and that they would then hire a pt person to cover some other
hours, more clerical stuff. OK. I explain that I can do 40 hrs - their
full time is 36 - but that over the next month I do have some appts already
scheduled that we'll have to be flexible with. No problem. Gorgeous
Next day - to have "working interview" with the owner - who the woman that
spoke with me says "has some particular habits." WARNING, WARNING WILL
ROBINSON says the robot. Said position has been empty for 8 months (since
last person left for medical - which was replacement for her daughter who
left the year before). Go to working interview - which involves hi, here is
a task for you - set them up to participate in a show at an expo for home
schoolers . OK. I start going thru the folder, and it's a bit unclear
what's done. And the owner talks with me about her difficulty relating to
people - she seems to insult them a lot but thinks she's just being
straight. But, she needs someone "quick" - and is way too busy because her
mind is going all the time. OK. Meet new "working student" who will be
running education programs (he's going to grad school in the fall - lovely
guy from Texas - with long, braids gathered back - trust me this is
relevant). This is Thursday - he was hired on Monday. We talk about the
expo, get stuff laid out - after 90 min the owner comes in, asks if I'd like
to work there, we shake hands on it, and agree to discuss formal details
next day. OK. I agree to come in for a few hours to take care of some of
the arrangements with the host comp. for the expo. Next day - as I take
care, she then tells me that I should work "10-7 Mon-Fri, lunch at 1, and
9-4 on Sat, and some Sundays." Oh, there is no break room (cause she's
renting it out as a bedroom to one of the farm laborers - illegally of
course) and well, make sure the desk is always clean - and the prior person
used to eat in her car. Not likely in 100 degree weather. Hmmmmm. We
discuss that things will have to be flexible with the schedule a bit.
Next week - my car loses brakes on Tuesday - what fun. So, no work. I call
in 30 min early and let her know. The next day when I come to work I get
yelled at for having called in an hour after I really did - which I correct.
Oh, did I mention - when I called on Wed to say I was en-route (after
getting car back and going to doctor) the lovely guy tells me that he was
fired that morning. OK. Plus, on Friday - she had yelled at me - calmly -
to say that the staff shouldn't actually "talk" to each other during the day
- that is for breaks and personal time off. Always must be "efficient" and
working - that is what clients who are "very well set-up' expect. So, it's
been a wondrously bizarre week. Culminating with on Friday her telling me
(after I toured some potential clients around the space) that she "didn't
trust them - he looks like a liar" - yes, she can read faces - because the
shape of the jaw tells her these things. Uh, huh. Oh - that morning's
highlight - going upstairs to make sure I know how to...shut..the..windows -
to be sure they "click" into place. Then on the way down telling me that
"she thinks she just doesn't understand why the staff seem not to do things
exactly the way she would...maybe it's culture."
Hmmmmm - so after actually seeing her trying to ingratiate herself while
clearly ignoring what paying customer was saying (while signing kid up for
riding camp), and evidently bothering said customer (trying to get her to
adopt a puppy even though customer is scared of dogs - there is a pack
roaming - quite nice rescued dogs, but....) I was thinking - don't know how
long this will last. The lovely nice guy tells me (everyone sneaks short
conversations in whispers when owner is elsewhere) that the boss told the
staff that she thought I was a cancer because I was so friendly and they
would want to waste time and talk with me in the office. Yup, every time
someone was in there for a 5 min talk - of which at least 4 was business -
she would then "talk with" all parties involved saying we had wasted an
So yesterday as I'm getting ready to leave I get a call from her that I
needn't come in 'cause the camp was all confused (they'd over-enrolled) and
she wouldn't be able to oversee me in the office. OK. I send her a note
reminding her of my couple of apptmts over the next 2 weeks. At 11 last
night I got an e-mail that I shouldn't feel obligated to come to work - and
thanks for trying out.
DH decided that her brain works on a dog's clock - 2 minutes = 1/2 hour.
5-10 min = 1 hour. In 6 days of work I have more bizarre incidents - from
the leaning over my desk to make sure I'm hitting the right keys to send
e-mail, to a stream of "I told you -----" when in fact it was precisely the
So - now for the cultural issue - older woman (late 60s) who left her home
country in 82 (after we think burning some bridges with the governing body
the sport there as in never going to make the Olympics) and went to Canada.
I cannot imagine how you lovely, friendly, more casual even than us
Americans, dealt with this woman. That lasted 5 years - when she came to
the US - rather than wait to see if she made the 88 Olympic team (has anyone
ever heard of being long-listed) to "share her knowledge" with America.
Yup, then came to the horsey area here from Michigan just about 10 years
So....one of the training staff says to me she applied for a job at Dover
Saddlery (a fabulous horsey store that has a big branch here) - and the
manager said "oh, you're the 4th one we've had from there. Big turnover."
I'm thinking my ex-boss and family never left the 3rd Reich - yup. Best
part - DH asks - did you mention that you speak German. I did mention that
my German was getting refreshed (as she spoke in German to the caretaker for
her quite elderly mother) and certain phone calls, and to the Arts teacher
(also German). Easy to listen to her insulting all the staff in German.
Not unhappy to be "laid off" - just hope I get the $$. Very bizarre
experience, but I'll know that you can tell how honest people are by the
shape of their jaw and face. Hmmmmm, what do we think she's been reading.
Not to mention the little notes made of people's race on the phone log.
Whew - this is not my summer for work! So, the application continue while
we wait to see if I can go back to the big girl job.