The Drop it Lady.
I was just surfing the series of tubes for a place to complain and it looks like I've found a spot.
I feel a nice long peevy rant coming along, but I'll try to keep it a little shorter than what I'm normally use to.
First off I work at a "Work Shop" for people with developmental disabilities. I am not an official 'DSP' staff. I cannot become one because about 10 years ago when I was young and a lot more stupid than what I am now I was convicted of a felony. The company does not hire felons (though others do), I don't really like this, but I respect it and can see why it would be an issue.. that in all is another peeve/rant. I'm typing this here today to discuss my work environment.
I've worked at this place before and know a lot of the older staff that has been there for awhile. They know I'm a fairly smart, well mannered guy. So they let me work there as an 'assistant' of theirs. With assistant I mean I do whatever they tell me to do, one day I could be raking leaves outside, the next helping watch a room, and then checking parts of stuff the consumers put together. I'm just the all around "Do it" dude.
Well since I can't be staff, I'm labeled as a consumer, which is technically right. I don't mind this one bit, in fact it's down right awesome at times, since I get to go on outings and the such and get paid by the hour for it. But I digress, I also hate being labeled as a consumer as well. At times a few of the newer staff seem to treat me like a consumer at times, a very, very slow one at that.
I have one co-worker who shall remain nameless as I'm sure she is so into herself she googles her name daily, who I think really enjoys being a dumb snobby pain in the ass. First off When I walk into the room/building and I see her I try to be polite and say Hello. She usually doesn't respond unless other co-workers/supervisors are around. She doesn't like talking to the real consumers either. She really shouldn't be working at a place like this anyhow because she's not a people person she is a mirror, mirror on the wall type of person. Beyond the hello thing, I have a sense of humor, and am sometimes impulsive at displaying it, I admit sometimes I joke around a little too much, not physically joking around, or even saying demeaning things, but like this morning She started to say something and she said "What is the word I'm thinking of" and I replied "I don't know, I didn't eat my Alphabet soup this morning". I wasn't trying to be smart or anything Just trying to get a cheap laugh, and she gave me this death glare and told me to "Drop it" and walked away.
She's talked to my supervisor, and said I shouldn't be able to smoke on break unsupervised. This is beyond bullshit ('Scuse the language). I'm in my late 20's now, I've lived on my own since I was 17, I drive a truck, I'm a totally independent person, and she knows this because I've told her.. does she really think I need supervision smoking a cigarette? My Supervisor, who I pretty much tell all, because I went to school with him, and we were buddies then, just told her that it was okay, but privately he's shared a few opinions of her with me.
I eat with the consumers at lunch, It's really kind of fun because there are a lot of really interesting consumers there, that I would never get the chance to speak/sign with otherwise. I sit at a table with one male who is deaf we will call him Earl, Deafness is all that is "wrong" with him. I know a little bit of sign laguage, so every so often I try to conversate with him. He's a really nice guy, a hard worker, who probably gets too much work put on him, because he is so eager to please, to be honest. Anyway I've worked at this place now for 7 months and Each and every time I've sit by this guy his sheltered living home has always sent him two sandwiches. Well Mrs. Thang must not have been in a good mood, because from the moment everyone started eating she started barking orders like a drill sergeant.. stuff like "Peter Your stuff is done take it out of the microwave" when the dude was heating up his hot pocket for a whole 30 seconds. Stuff like that anyway... She see's my friend, Earl has 2 sandwiches she totally flips out on him, takes one of his sandwiches away, when she does this I asked if I could talk to her on the side. I mentioned that he has always had two sandwiches, she told me to "Drop it" (it's one of her favorite phrases I think), That she has already discussed with Michael (The supervisor) about Earl, and how he doesnt need 2 sandwiches. I did take her advice and dropped it, Figured she would forget to look the next day, or maybe be in a better mood... but during her lunch, I walked into her break room to buy a consumer a diet pop as a reward for helping me load some chairs and tables into my truck to take to the main building, and THAT BITCH WAS EATING THE DAMN SANDWICH!! I know it was his, because Earl is rather picky with his food, and after sitting near him for 7 months, and he always has the crust of the bread cut off and the sandwich cut horizontally.
I could go on and on about her. And it's mostly small stuff, that gets bigger in time. I don't really have many people to turn to and just get this shit off my chest. I mean this woman is making me think I need therapy. I seriously have been thinking about calling the counseling place near my house just to have someone to bitch to. Even when she's not on a damn "Self Trip" she's annoying to be around, the way she treats the consumers like a lesser class of human, the way she has the whole 'do as I say not as I do' style going on, the looks she throws at you when she is wrong and you prove it (Even something like the cost of vending machine food items, really trivial stuff.)
Anyway I don't think I have expressed how much it feels like she is destroying my well being, and well as other peoples.. but it's time for me to catch some Z's. Sometimes I swear it's not even worth waking up to go to work because I have to deal with her.. and there is really no way around it.. at this moment I have to be her Assistant.. It can't be changed for awhile and gah.. I really love working with the people I work with. But she is really making me not only making me think of quitting, which I know I don't want to do.. I'm no quitter, she's also making me really doubt myself. I don't know how really but she's made me feel like I am really, I dunno I guess retarded, or at least not that smart, I know I'm not retard but it's just really hard to explain.