The mutt is looking over my shoulder now.
I’ve tried to explain that “Hopist” has only one P in it, but he’s not having it:
The mutt is looking over my shoulder now.
I’ve tried to explain that “Hopist” has only one P in it, but he’s not having it:
Not to lecture you at a difficult time in life, but I really hope by “not here” in five years’ time you mean “not at that company or in that location” rather than not alive.
Hang in there. You’ve made it this far and although it might not feel like it, you’ll continue to make it.
My last post was rather cryptic, so allow me to explain in greater detail what is going on. I lead a team of seven (including myself) interpreters. All of the team members are much more experienced than I am as interpreters, since my background is in translation.
I keep making mistakes that have to do with the logistics of interpretation. Through lack of experience, I do not know to check what kinds of microphones meeting participants are using, much less whom to ask. And so we end up with multinational meetings over Zoom where the interpreters cannot hear anything. This is just one example. I know now, but I should have known then.
I also do not know how much authority I have to make decisions, so I will decide something only to have it questioned by team members and then overturned by higher ups. So I have to backtrack and I lose all credibility among team members.
One of my team members bluntly told me that she is very concerned with my leadership. She says that I am not competent to lead and feels that I am putting undue stress on team members who keep having to clean up my messes. She says that I am still making a lot of mistakes after nearly a year on the job, and that is not acceptable. She is thinking of taking the matter up with HR.
And really, I do hope that she takes the matter to HR. I hope that HR takes it seriously. Because she is right. I am still flailing about in this leadership role after nearly a year, stepping into messes that I don’t know to look out for. I am running decisions by the team member whom I trust most because I do not have faith in my own decision-making. This is a situation that requires HR intervention.
Maybe they will demote me and hire a new team leader, and then I can just focus on translation and interpretation (which I am actually good at). But I feel like there is already a lot of animosity toward me within the team (at the very least from the member who called me out), so I don’t know how viable that will be.
I should not have accepted a leadership position to begin with. Especially in an organization with six other members who actually know a lot more about the field of interpretation than I do. I thought that I could learn from them while getting my bearings, but the grace period for that has expired.
I don’t know if this’ll help, but here goes:
I spent most of my life as a PAYE peon, responsible only for my own mistakes.
Then in my mid-forties I became the manager of a local pub. Obviously there were no translation issues, but the pressure was intense when I was trying to run a team of twelve, mostly
young-uns, especially over a Sunday lunchtime, when the whole county would descend for their roast dinner.
I was an exceptional front-of-house - I’m a people person - but the rest of the management shite sent me into conniptions.
I lasted there for eight years, each year hating it more and more.
When we finally parted ways, I literally clicked my heels on the way out.
Then I spent a couple of years as a self-employed gardener - could not have been happier and wished I’d made that move years ago.
I guess my point, Jesse, is that I found my limitation in that job. I sat down with the owners of the business and put it to them, quite bluntly, that I wasn’t happy with the ridiculous pressure.
So maybe don’t wait for someone else to take their issue to HR.
Maybe do it yourself.
Maybe talk directly to your bosses and, if they value you at all, they will understand and fix you in a more suitable position.
I don’t know if that helps, but I wish you well for the future.
TBH one of the hardest parts of leadership I think is realizing one’s limitations and the propensity/triggers for exceeding them one way or another. Using that to prioritize and better understand both oneself and the different kinds of people one might be leading I guess is the ultimate goal of growing into a good leader. Personally, I gave up on that effort myself though and it worked out ok for me that way.
Luck is the seed of gratitude right? I’ve had crazy swings of fortune such that I never fully feel relaxed and I’ve grinded mercilessly for seemingly fuck all before too… but it’s only made me more sure I’ve been very lucky.
Gallows humor, but humor nonetheless.
… well isn’t this a week
“Are you ok?”
No, not really. Thanks.
I’ve ranted plenty in other topics, but fuck, what a past few days weeks months years pretty much everything from 2015 onward.
Not a great one, but certainly A week…
Ok, things are not ok.
I know folks haven’t heard from me for a long while. I’m at Sam’s house, on her tablet because mine’s always being janky with the internet. My computer is still down and won’t be repaired until I can earn $100 for parts, but first I need to take care of the regular stuff like rent, internet connection, cellphone, etc.
I really could use some help/business right away. I have a lot of work to mail out, but I also have some paintings available for immediate purchase if anyone’s interested. A more complete picture over at my own thread, but I need to start a new one because mine shut down after 90 days away. I’ll call it Knoxblox’s Art Part 2.
Just a recap for those who have been wondering where I’ve been…
December started off okay, but quickly went downhill when two things happened. First, I took some time to do some much needed maintenance on my Lenovo laptop only to find that Ruby’s fine fur had clogged up the fans, and many plastic parts were being slow roasted along with the battery. Computer down, expensive specialty parts. I’m within $100 of finishing now. I can come back to BB regularly when I can get it fixed.
Second, my health got a major hit before Christmas when I caught a raging cold from my friend’s grandkids here in TJ. It developed into walking pneumonia, and I was spending January primarily in bed, endlessly coughing. That was very painful. I missed many dates to get some artwork mailed out.
In January, the studio apartment downstairs became available, and I tried to move my things in one day, starting with the heaviest stuff. I bruised my ribs, so not finished and spent February in bed, also. Paying rent on two places.
Finally got moved in March, and of course I tweaked my back while bent over cleaning. When I was a kid, I thought those sitcoms where the person is stuck in a bent over position was exaggeration, but now I know it’s true. More time in bed. It took a while, but it’s fine now.
May onward, it’s just been keeping my head above water. My walls have black mold, my window is permanently broken. It needs replacing – I almost had the money to fix it, but other stuff popped up like the pregnant stray cat. I’ll post images over on the pets thread. There are too many cats here, and I’m looking for solutions for shelter or rehoming for two mother cats and their two boys. One pair is already spayed and neutered. The mamas are docile and sweet, and the boys are stinkin’ cute, but they’re absolutely destroying my budget and I need to pass the foster baton at the very least.
I have much more to say at my thread and the pets thread but the subject matter diverges, so I’ll have some posts up in a few.
UPDATE:
Working steadily, but I’m still behind. I need some more exposure. If anyone has an Instagram, one way to help even if you can’t buy would be to like, comment, and share at my Instagram page, “lazypossum1”.
I need $200 TODAY, and another $200 by Tuesday. Whether by purchase, donation, word of mouth, or sharing on social media, any help is much appreciated.
New work on my thread, Knoxblox’s Art Part 2.
I’m a bit annoyed as I’m struggle with software at work (nothing I can change, either)… it does not want to show me students documents, which isn’t a problem now, but might be later in the semester…
And things are just getting worse.
My dad had some fluid drained from his lungs a couple of months ago, and it turns out there were indications of cancer. After further testing and consultation, he cannot take targeted treatment and must take chemotherapy. It’s going to be a rough ride, since he is 87 this year.
I have not seen my dad or held him since 2008.
I have missed so many family funerals due to finances, and I’m feel it’s imperative I go see my only living biological parent before it’s too late.
If there is anything anyone thinks they can do to help me find some customers so I can earn some money to go see him, I would greatly appreciate it.
I waffled for days about posting here, but for this to work it needs to be shared far and wide and I’m not on any social media - BBBS is my only online presence, so here goes:
The shitty company I was working for suddenly shut down and left me with a whooping two weeks pay as severance. That was in June. Then in July, the day before she was supposed to start her new job, Pussycat fell off the hay stack and broke both her feet and one vertebrae.
She was in hospital for three weeks and I had to take care of the farm in her place. We have five horses and two dozen cats - she could do it way faster than I seem to be able to.
She had to have surgery, she’s going to be ok and she’s home now, but she can’t put any weight on either foot. She’s stuck in a wheelchair that won’t fit through the goddamn bathroom door. I have to help her from the bed to the wheelchair to a potty chair in the living room, help her sponge bathe, wash her hair for her. She’s miserable. I’ve driven all over the state to buy used medical stuff from people, ramps and immobilizing boots, etc because it’s all too expensive. Our crappy insurance won’t even pay for the wheelchair we’re forced to rent.
I still haven’t landed a job, even though I apply for 8 to 10 a week, but if I did I don’t know how I’d be able to take care of Pussycat and the farm and also work a shift. Unemployment in this state is a joke - I’m drawing the maximum and getting food assistance and we’re still $2300 short a month to pay the mortgage, car payments, insurance, utilities etc. There’s no more savings left and neither of have any family - and she’s going to be stuck in this wheelchair for months.
…Aaaaand now the medical bills are arriving in the mail, and they are in the thousands. So I’m turning to that uniquely American form of socialized health care, a GoFundMe.
If anyone can help spread the word, Pussycat and I would greatly appreciate it. We’ve worked our whole lives to get this farm and to lose everything now because of stupid medical bills would be… sadly common, I guess?
I don’t know the ins and outs but Farm Aid does have a hotline to help people make ends meet. It might be worth a check on farmaid.org.
Four days left in the moving meat grinder.
Nope, not okay, but the new place is ready. Four days. I can do this!
Today is the Magic Trick. (I’ll explain later, maybe.)