We seen me last struggling at Amazon under poor management, high school cliques and under appreciation. It was tough but I all fairness I was more then prepared to be screwed over one more time. In my hopes that it would be the last time.
Did I mention that my previous manager Eduardo was out to get me in his final days? Now the beef with him was that he only catered to girls who bat their pretty eyelashes and make suggestive comments. Casey (was that a given). I went through so many write ups and so many HR visits with me having to explain that walking 20min to the bathroom wasn't good for my time off task. However because HR and managers always seemed to be in on it with each other I was always at a loss. I fought long and hard though I fought dirty (not really).
The big thing with Eduardo was that he liked to screw up my transfers I guess that's what I can be thankful for in my opinion he wasn't really shit otherwise. Now let's fast forward to the point where Eduardo goes to help out on Day shift. Something which I was really excited about. Especially since his really cute gullible best friend who everybody loves takes over. Jason is what we are calling him for this narrative, well let me tell you that Jason turned out to be a Joe at first and then somehow turned into a fucking nightmare. It was like day after day people were getting away with things I never thought possible. Hours of time off task, socializing through the entire night, going to the break room and hanging out, not making quota. Hell he wasn't even giving feedback most of the time. It was fucking wild.
In the midst of it all the greatest manager alive to ever walk this earth was planning on leaving and that put my job in danger but before I have to tell that unfortunate story lets talk about Jason and his transition too cool beer hat guy to a fed up underdog. After weeks of not getting feedback and me following the crowd and taking my time with my job it turns out Jason had it out for me and only me. The worst conversation we had about time off task landed me and him in a debate especially since other people weren't getting in trouble due to the fact that they were catering to the fact that he was misunderstood. Something I didn't really sympathize with considering he was Eduardo right hand and Eduardo was really popular among the peers.
Everyday he would pull up to my station with his beady little eyes and pull up the big ugly chart on his computer. The worst part was he wouldn't even start with my feedback for the week. He would only start with my unproductive fuck ups and it was the worst feeling in the world because I liked Jason and I thought I would never have to see the day where he would end up turning on me. At the worst time too. I remember getting sick at work one night something like a period from hell which was odd because I hadn't had a period that bad in almost two years thanks to my IUD. I was bleeding so profusely that I spent a good portion of the night hiding away in the bathroom in pain.
I literally felt like I was dying but the problem was that I dint exactly have the hours to go home. Yeah thanks a lot Amazon. I thought the night was going figure itself out and that maybe I wouldn't have to answer to Jason anymore at least for this one night where I'm having a really bad night at least. I did the best I could to shave down my time and try to keep as focused as I could but a 10hr shift while you're hemorrhaging of course your main focus is going to be NOT DYING. I did make it though unfortunately my time did night as I tried to sneak out too my car Jason made sure at that moment he would be posted by the exit. He waited there tapping the table just waiting too pull me aside so he can show me the chart.
"We need to talk about your time" after that I sort of zoned out because all I could hear was my heart beating in my ears. I couldn't get fired not just yet at least. However the time told on me, 141 minuets. The worst part of it was I went from intimidated to throwing all my cards in. I was tired of getting bullied So I told him what had been going on the whole night and why my time was so high. It wasn't good enough for him as he was going to submit a review for termination no matter what happened that night. We had stayed an extra 30 min arguing he even decided to call in some of his minions to back him up for terminating me.
I however was all alone, so I told him do whatever he wants but I'm leaving. I stormed off through the metal detectors and all that coward had to say to me way "you can't run from this you know". It still rings in my ears to this day. What did I do then? I did what anybody would do. I took a leave of absence for a month and avoided the whole thing like a loser. Yeah sounds like a bitch move I know but hey I was buying myself time until I could get out of that hell hole.
When I come back is when things get really crazy. So consider this a cliche "To be continued type of things"
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