One of the things I’ve often heard in my life is, “we have a problem here.” This often occurs when I get something good, or I think I’m advancing a few steps in life; something has to go wrong. At my primary job, I got promoted to Jr. Process Tech, where I would handle these Otto Robots that do a tugger’s job. These move little pallets and take them to a place designated as a warehouse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One week into this nice job, I was informed that I have to leave the union and surrender my seniority to keep the job. I thought about doing that, but I also heard from a few folks that they were ending the job and, therefore, send me somewhere else, terminate my employment, or otherwise make me a supervisor. The company that I worked for had been asking line managers and even techs to jump into supervisor positions, and I feared they would eventually do that to me. So at the end of it all, I painfully said no. And went back to a job that anybody can do. One of the other reasons I also said no is that I was eligible for a full Process Tech job, which I later got in late June.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But during that time, from late April to late June, I found myself fuming at the very idea of how I had this good job and something had to go wrong. “We have a problem here.” Of course, life comes with problems, and some reading this might say that I’m just a little bitch pissing and moaning. Perhaps I am…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I got the Process Tech Job, and it was a tough one to learn most things. I know I stepped on some toes and made a few people upset. I kinda felt like Cory from Trailer Park Boys, a dumbo fucking things up. Or a better comparison, Officer Tina Hanlon of The Shield season 5 and 6, always fucking up. And I was told that some higher-ups at my job had discussed my poor performance around fall time. <\/p>\n\n\n\n