Greetings from Putnam Valley
Apr. 14th, 2018 07:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cjlasky7It is time (once again) for my semi-annual trip to upstate New York for my son's Cub Scout camping trip. We are staying in a comfortable, but not luxurious cabin, with electricity for cell phones and other modern toys that grownups can't seem to do without.
Trip up was the usual nightmare (Manhattan traffic, losing my way to the campsite, etc.), but once you settle in and make one of the bunk beds your own, all that melts away. Night hike through the woods last night. Canoe-ing today on the river. Campfire and Smores tonight.
It's good to get away. Work has been especially aggravating lately. My branch is in an almost permanent state of turnover and chaos, and I seem to be taking on more and more responsibility as the only remaining staffer who knows where the records are kept and the proper procedures. Corporate came in for a long-awaited branch audit, and from the number of procedural/security-related questionnaires they dumped on my desk, the debriefing(!), and my manager begging me to help him find the 2016 wire transfers, you'd think I was the assistant manager...
I'M NOT.
I am a part-time employee. For a reason.
Don't get me wrong: I like being needed. And I do want to help my fellow employees. But I get the sinking feeling that management isn't going to replace the employees who left, and my part-time job is turning into a de facto full-time job so corporate can save on budget.
Well, if that's going to conflict with my familial responsibilities--and it will, at some point--there's going to be a problem.
Maybe I should be looking at exit strategies.
But that's for Monday.
Canoes today.
Trip up was the usual nightmare (Manhattan traffic, losing my way to the campsite, etc.), but once you settle in and make one of the bunk beds your own, all that melts away. Night hike through the woods last night. Canoe-ing today on the river. Campfire and Smores tonight.
It's good to get away. Work has been especially aggravating lately. My branch is in an almost permanent state of turnover and chaos, and I seem to be taking on more and more responsibility as the only remaining staffer who knows where the records are kept and the proper procedures. Corporate came in for a long-awaited branch audit, and from the number of procedural/security-related questionnaires they dumped on my desk, the debriefing(!), and my manager begging me to help him find the 2016 wire transfers, you'd think I was the assistant manager...
I'M NOT.
I am a part-time employee. For a reason.
Don't get me wrong: I like being needed. And I do want to help my fellow employees. But I get the sinking feeling that management isn't going to replace the employees who left, and my part-time job is turning into a de facto full-time job so corporate can save on budget.
Well, if that's going to conflict with my familial responsibilities--and it will, at some point--there's going to be a problem.
Maybe I should be looking at exit strategies.
But that's for Monday.
Canoes today.
