Day 166: My Day

At my place of employment, my official titles are Branch Operations Manager and Safety Coordinator, both of which are demanding jobs at a branch that averages around $4.5 million in gross sales per month with only 12 onsite employees…there are also quite a few outside salespeople and estimators.  I am also the person that usually does all of the more complicated credits and price adjustments in our system and help others when they run into a problem.  I do receiving.  I help prepare quotes for city bids, fill out and notarize all of the required documents and then submit them.  I print out bid documents and plans for salesmen.  I am the branch I.T. and phone systems person.  I handle the mail and make sure that any vendor invoices that we receive here make it to the correct person at our corporate office.  I handle the freight billings.  I order office, warehouse, and safety supplies and equipment.  I deal with contractors that are doing work here at our branch.  I monitor the cameras that are EVERYWHERE.  If there is an accident and/or injury, I fill out all of the forms and take the person involved down for a drug and alcohol screening.  I help answer phones.  I deal with people that are applying for jobs.  I do branch payroll and keep track of vacations, sick days, bereavement days, jury duty, etc…  Basically, I am a jill of all trades.  I will have been here for 16 years in November.  It is a crazy, sometimes infuriating and frustrating, insanity-inducing, soul and spirit sucking job.  I would rather be doing accounting…which is what I was educated and trained to do and did for over 26 years before I ended up here.  I have been A/R, A/P, full-charge, accounting services manager, assistant to the CFO, assistant controller and controller for manufacturing, wholesale, I.T. start-ups, utilities construction, hospitality management, hotel construction, and retail companies.  I love accounting.  But, I will be 59 at the end of the month.  I honestly don’t want to lose my almost decent salary and insurance, 3 weeks of vacation, 5 days of sick time, and 1 personal holiday in addition to the actual holidays that I’m paid for.  I have a lot of autonomy and I can come and go pretty much as I please.  It’s a 10-minute drive from my house on back roads, and I get to wear jeans and tennis shoes.  But I go home completely drained every single evening.  So, it’s a catch-22…I’m not happy here but I don’t want to go somewhere for less pay, start at the bottom, etc…  So I feel completely stuck and I hate it.  That is why I have to really make myself work on my writing/publishing dream.  I can’t live like this.  I have already given up any hope of retiring and that was before the age of Trump…don’t get me started!  Well, I have to get out of here before I scream and/or hurt someone.  Sorry for the pity party but sometimes you just have to let it out.  I know I’m not the only person in this position so maybe we can commiserate.  *HUGS*     


About Donna Heilman

I am a writer that lives in the Dallas-Ft. Worth Metroplex with my husband, 2 dogs, and 10 cats. I am currently working on my novel, Rapture, as well as writing poetry and some short non-fiction. I am honestly writing this blog to feel more connected with other creative people.
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2 Responses to Day 166: My Day

  1. Wow, it sounds like you do the work of at least five people. It does sound like a catch 22 though. Does taking some time off for yourself help your mind and body calm or does it mean even more drama and chaos when you return? I hope you can find some time for clarity as to what is better for you. Hugs.

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  2. Maggie says:

    Sometimes a leap of faith will take you a long way. I could not survive in your environment.


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