My husband likes his job, so I don't say a lot of what I want...and when I do say something I drop it quickly. But you gotta admire the audacity of some people...
When he first started there, he was placed in a rotation with 2 other guys to work the store front of the business on Saturdays. Before long, Paul was getting called in on most Saturdays because of all the activities the other guys were doing with their kids. I swear, there was a period of about a month that both of them were making crap at Lowe's with their kids every Saturday...EVERY Saturday...
Now, our Saturdays off were mostly spent on the couch in pajamas watching movies...but that was OUR Saturday.
Finally, the charade is over, Paul is asked to take over Saturdays...all Saturdays. At that point, it really wasn't a big change in his schedule...he'd been working the other guys' shifts anyways.
But...the priorities were set...
The insinuation that our weekend of lounging on the couch is not as important as their weekend of making ugly birdhouses that would never be used at Lowe's with their mini-me. THEY decided that. Who do they think they are?? And, it was very obvious... this blatant discrimination...
But, whatever...it doesn't bother Paul so I try to not let it bother me. He gets most Fridays off, which works with my schedule. I was way more peeved at the fact that they decided amongst themselves what our priorities were than the actual change in schedule.
Paul works long and hard hours...lots of times going after hours and the non-working part of his weekend to make sure the businesses he is responsible for iare up and running. You'd think that would count for something??
This time, they crossed a line...they messed with my vacation...
Paul put in his request for time off in the middle of July for a trip at the beginning of September...the request was approved. We plan our trip...
Yesterday...August 22...Paul was told that he would need to be on call on the weekend of Labor Day (our weekend off). Paul reminds him that we are leaving for a trip...apparently that is a non-issue since it is a free trip, Paul just won't go...
WHAT???????
First of all, it is a marriage retreat provided for by the Augusta VA. NOTHING a combat veteran gets from the VA is free. Just the fact that it can be trivialized like that saddens me for my husband. How disrespectful can you be??
Second of all, the days were approved over a month ago. This should have been planned for. When scheduling important installations, it should have been taken into consideration that the POS guy would be outta town so they might not should plan an installation that weekend. That, instead, the installation was planned on the fact that they'll just tell the POS guy that he can't have off and deal with it is, again, completely disrespectful and horrifically unprofessional.
Third of all, the manager-man is supposed to be a quasi-intelligent man and a semi-friend to my husband. Paul asks him if he can just provide phone support for the weekend and manager-man can go onsite if needed. Paul will be available for questions and troubleshooting by phone. The resort has wi-fi, I have wi-fi calling capability, we would definitely be reachable. The manager-man states that Paul can make his own decision, but insinuates hefty punishment for disobedience. This whole conversation is, again, disrespectful and unprofessional. It also makes manager-man look like a lazy tyrant who counts his own time as way more important than Paul's...get over yourself, manager -man.
Fourth of all, AND most importantly, who are you to decide that our vacation is not important?? Who gave you the authority to decide that the Saturday at work is more important than the retreat?? Paul asked and received the days off, it is irrelevant what he chooses to do with those days off. How do you get to say what is and is not appropriate to do with those days?? What kind of person feels like they have the authority to make those decisions for other people?? At my worst job, I was never treated so minuscule.
This is ridiculous...
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