My co-workers say I'm spicy. I call it standing up for myself.
I normally roll...and roll...and roll...until I can't roll any more. Then the filter comes off and I speak my mind. I don't do well with micro managers. I'm almost 59 years old and have been doing my job for 23 years. I know what needs to be done...and when. So when I'm getting emails that 'poke' at MY work ethic, hell yeah I'm going to get spicey!
I've found that communication, or lack thereof, can make or break anything!.
Today was a prime example. My facility went live in to Phase 3 visitation (from Covid). All well and good, except I knew nothing about it..and I'm the Scheduling/Visitation officer. To add fuel to the fire, there was no set schedule. My immediate supervisor fires off an email that reads, and I quote, "you need to change from Phase 2 to 3 immediately." My response? Quote. "Gladly. When I know what the exact scedule is". Went over like a lead balloon.
Lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part.
Luckily for everyone involved, I was working remotely today. The only one affected by my screamiing outrage was my husband...and the batteries on his hearing aides died!
I'm optimistic though. Tomorrow is a new day...and I'm positive there will be another shit show that demands my immediate attention.