I cannot believe I honestly quit my job last Thursday…..without having another job….Yes, I did that. The job started out great – my title being a Warehouse Manager at an industrial equipment company. If you’ve followed my blog for a while you’ll remember I worked for a toxic arrogant asshole that screamed at his employees. I honestly thought I was moving onto a much larger corporate environment that would help me to grow and advance. Unfortunately, not all of the responsibilities were presented to me during the interview process. Let me break it down for you…..It was supposed to be a management position with five employees working for me. I was told it was a smooth running department and that what was expected of me was to provided budget reporting and finding ways to increase revenue. I would have my own office with A/C and be guiding my team and coming up with new ways for them to be more efficient.
The details they left out were the department was severely understaffed and the five employees did not get along at all. They fought all day to the extent of screaming at each other and acting like children. They grab each other in the ass, tell each other to go fuck themselves, hiding each other’s cell phones, coming to me tattling on each other, and the list goes on.
They all worked hard but they were so negative and toxic. They hated their jobs and complained all the time. I tried to boost the morale by bringing breakfast, building them up, rewarding them for behaving and thanking them for working so hard. The warehouse they worked in had no A/C and it was easily over 100 degrees with no ventilation and they were lifting heavy items and on the move all day. I joined them four hours a day because we were so behind and understaffed. I had weekly meetings with my manager and director and stressed to them how understaffed we were and how I was unable to keep up with my responsibilities in generating revenue. They tuned that out and within two days they took two of my guys away from me to help out another department. It was as if we were already beat down and while we were down they kicked us in the ribs and then held us down with weights in the ocean and left us to drown.
The next day my manager asked for his reports and I told him I didn’t have time to do the reports since we were two men down. “Don’t be a smart ass bitch Lennon. Are you seriously pouting because I took two of your guys?” I walked over to him and asked him to look out of my office window down at the warehouse. Boxes were stacked and you couldn’t even see the three guys below on the floor because there were so many boxes to unpack. There were two trucks backing into the doc delivering more orders and I expressed to him I wasn’t sure how we were going to get everything put away or shipped out to customer’s. He said “make it happen, it’s all about direction and pushing your people as hard as you can”.
One of my employees also kept comparing me to the previous warehouse manager and how I would never be as good as he was. I finally just had enough. I typed up a resignation letter and didn’t say a word to anyone. I left when it was time to close up and never looked back. Below is my resignation letter…..
I hope you figure out a new way to manage this department. I also hope that you describe this position correctly this time for the next person that attempts to run it. This is not a good fit for me at all.
The next day I found another job with another company but this time I’ll be a service administrator. Less money and less stress. I’m happy about that. I just don’t think I want to manage people anymore. Maybe it’s me…..maybe I’m not a good manager. Either way, I accept that and I’m excited for a new journey. Sometimes, you just have to take a look at the position you’re in and admit you fucked up. But, then again, if I didn’t take that chance I would’ve never gotten out of the other toxic job I was in. Baby steps 🙂