Just as it seems I am finally feeling confident and comfortable in my new role at work; today that assurance slipped away. I don't think I prepared myself for the one task I knew today was bringing; a group observance of our new manager's effectiveness thus far. Though I was certainly open to offering feedback, anyone who knows me knows that's not the issue, but what I didn't really sit and contemplate was the moment at which that feedback would be presented to the new manager. I can't imagine what that felt like, honestly, but not a position I envied. That was the better part of my work day,
I sporadically returned to my office to find a host of issues: we didn't bother to send out any mail this weekend; we received St. Louis' monthly order; a delivery we shouldn't have paid for - we did, and it was over $100; another delivery was never delivered; one of my drivers didn't bother to show up; and we didn't bother to address the packages assigned to one driver who was known to be out today. So... a not so comedic triumph of errors.
That in and of itself was enough to call the day a wash, What I wasn't prepared for at all was a call from one of my drivers putting in his two-weeks notice. He told me it was simply a point of not wanting to do it anymore and was not a reflection on anyone. It's difficult, it's the first employee leaving under my watch, so I can't help but feel it's somehow my failing.
I also realized today that my car may be on it's last legs. My favorite, lovely car... is not leaking it's precious black blood. My guess is a crack in the block from driving thru standing water.
Completely defeated - no one to share this with tonight - I decided I will watch Gasland.
The day is a wash...
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