I have a secret to share with you. I hate my co-worker, or one of the people I supervise, who I’m going to call Whiny Butt. She totally undermines my directions, fails to do even the simplest of tasks I give her, spends her time chatting it up at the cash register instead of doing her job, sneaks around to stay late to get literally two minutes of overtime and finds ways to blame me (or other employees) for her shortcomings to my manager, which always means I get in trouble for her crap.
In the five years I have worked here I have only ever been written up twice, both times within this year and, of course, both times with her squarely centered in the reasons why. I will share one, the other being a little personal in nature.
I had a button on the register I set up, a very secret button, where I could give our employees discounts on our merchandise (canned soda, chips etc,) which we technically are supposed to pay for (except for management, because they’re perfect and above the rules they make, but that’s a whole other story). At the beginning of her time here Whiny Butt and I got along just fine, and I let her in on my little secret button because she really liked a few of our bottled beverages. I figured I’d rather her discount herself on them than just steal them.
Uh oh, within a week EVERY cashier and half of the student body knew about this button and instead of two or three dollars being knocked off prices, we were losing $50 to $100 in straight up cash sales. This is very noticeable to Lord Helmet, our fearless leader (general manager) who approached me about it and put me through the wringer.
I got a big fat write up, and honestly had no one to blame but myself, well maybe Whiny Butt a little, but it was my stupid ass who should have known better. I think I’ll leave it at that for now but this is part one of at least three of the whiny butt saga, continued the next time I actually have a chance to sit down.
p.s. After reading this over I just want to include that throughout all of this I have been a very understanding and as-professional-as-I-get supervisor (or as I describe myself "the one who constantly gets sh*t on, unable to hang with the peons, but also doesn't get management perks," in some sort of sh*t on limbo.)