That's IT.
I had a nervous breakdown today. It finally got to me.
This post rambles, and is long. But I have to get it out or I'm going to laugh or cry or slip back into depression or do something stupid...I just don't know right now.
A few things happened over the last week. My jaw is in alot of pain and I've gone through a bottle of Ora-jel a day, and I've gotten roughly 3 hours of sleep a night for the past week, when I'm not in pain.
We have the hotshot from corporate coming on Thursday. This means getting everything in order - all the orders, making it clean, spic and span, and somehow hope that he believes it's always like that.
The background:
VP: A huge hotshot from corporate
M: My boss
A: My coworker here of a few months
V: A second coworker who doesn't work at my store
Let's skip ahead: You already know that I'm having trouble meeting my sales goals and I'm stressed because of it. Well, Sunday, I'm told there's a chance that the VP might be in on Monday.
We had alot of problems and a broken printer, so I could do NO paperwork. The best I could do was organize everything as if I DID have paperwork, and do some cleaning. I locked up about 4 hours after close, around ten PM, pacific time. This is important later.
Jaw hurts on Monday morning. I get a call that he's a no-show. Okay...no worries. We see ALOT of people on Monday, and I write up a few sales. But almost everyone in there was a looker. We had an ad break in the paper for some new deals so we got alot of those in there.
Well, I finally get the printer working about halfway through the day. A, my coworker, jammed it a week ago, and since I wasn't at the showroom, couldn't analyze it. Bottom line, when she cleared it, the paper tore and she didn't tell me, and this caused HOURS of headache for both me and the tech support person, and I had to completely dismantle the printer to get it out and working again.
A is well...she means well. She's eager. But she's not trainable and she doesn't retain information. She writes up half her orders wrong, gives wrong quotes, doesn't check things, etc. She's also horrible with technology. Due to us being short staffed, I was not at my showroom for a week straight. We had a power outage, and we thought our credit card printer burned out. After a week of frantic emailing back and forth, and an overnight shipment of a new printer, I got out there finally. What was the problem?
She had loaded the paper wrong.
Same deal with the fax machine. She thought it was broken. I checked it. She loaded the paper wrong. Basically, she shoved paper in every open slot of this thing that would hold it, hoping it would do something.
Back on topic. Monday night, after 9 pm, I'm working on stuff I couldn't do with customers there. I literally print out a hundred sheets of paper, for the week's backlog. New display tags, memos, promotional materials, etc. I have to match up the reciepts to every thing in the computer, and she had made duplicates of them all and didn't tell me. That was fun trying to figure out.
I do everything but showroom maintenance. Vaccuming, dusting, cleaning, mopping the tile, etc. I just don't have the energy, and it's one in the morning. Once again, important later.
M told me earlier in the day that he would be in to inspect the showroom before the VP came in. He would come in Tuesday evening. I think, great, I'll leave a detailed list my associate can check off as she does it. I was at another showroom, and M came into the one I manage at fifteen minutes after opening. Of course, A hasn't been able to get around to anything yet. So M calls me and yells at me because, as the manager, I was supposed to make sure it was clean. M spent about an hour straightening and moving furniture.
We have a sales meeting this morning (Wednesday). The plan is for me to pick up A, take her down to the meeting, and drive her back up where I can have the rest of the day off. Sounds good, right? V also offered to come up and help. I'm wearing street clothes so I can work like a dog in the showroom that day and not have to worry about getting my dress clothes dirtied. There's three accidents, and it takes almost 2 hours to go 20 miles. We show up a half hour late for the sales meeting. M isn't too upset by it, but he isn't too happy either. I couldn't do anything about it though. It's unrealistic to expect me to give myself three hours to go 20 miles on the freeway!
I'm upset about that, and at the meeting, A struggles with the concepts she's been learning for the past few months with me. Either she freezes or forgets, but she can't recall the information when put on the spot. It reflects badly on me, since I'm her manager.
Afterwards, I get another stern lecture from M, and am reminded that my paycheck is on the line depending on how this visit from the VP goes.
I freak out, and am back at my showroom with A and V, when the phone rings. There's a customer issue, an order that A wrote up. She ordered the wrong piece for the customer, and the piece they DID order was out of stock. I had to lie to the customer and tell her the piece she ordered didn't come in, and as sorry as I was, could she wait a week or would she want me to refund her money? She didn't like either option but settled on the refund. I was shaken up about that.
Second issue. I find out she wrote up a large order and undercharged about $300 on it. Now we need to eat the extra on it, so I'm a tad upset as she does this often. She doesn't take the time to check or recheck her figures, our sales manual, or any of the resources on our website. So I told her to recalculate it with the proper price, and it would show up as a COD that we would then waive. It's the only way to get it done.
Well, she redid it, and then put in the $2300 into the computer when the customer only paid 2000. Let me reiterate: She had told the computer that she had taken in 2300 from this customer. So now...corporate wants to know where the extra 300 went. The check reader showed the check as 2000...and it's not hard for corporate to think someone pocketed the money...
Guess who gets the flack from that one, as a manager! All together now!
I spend an hour with the calculator figuring out the mistake, and send the info to corporate so they can correct the mistakes. I have a few words with A, and she resolves to do better. I remind her in a stern manner that she had made this mistake several times in the past, and we couldn't have it happen again, as at this point, she knows better.
Here's the straw that broke the camels back. M calls, very hostile. The VP has seen the alarm timecodes for the showrooms for the last few days, and since our corporate office is based in New York, they show up as three hours ahead.
This means that on Sunday, when I left at 10pm my time, it was already 1am their time. So the report generated for Sunday, and said we didn't set the alarm(!). Same thing on Monday.
I try to explain to M that I was there working and he doesn't believe me. In his mind, it shouldn't take three or more hours to finish up with the store when we close. We haven't been writing up orders, so he doesn't believe there are issues. He accuses me of leaving the showroom, and then coming BACK and locking it up. Like I left a few hours before we close, and came back after a night at the bar to cover my tracks.
I'm offended by this. I can count on one hand in two years the amount of times I have stayed late enough to have the alarm closure not trigger, and they were spent cleaning, getting showrooms spic and span for sales, or a visit from corporate. I tell M that I don't have a history of doing that, and that I was working. He flat out calls me a liar because if I was really there, the showroom would have been completely clean on Tuesday morning. I told him that I WAS THERE, but I had no way to prove that I was really there from the time we closed at 9 until I left at 1am.
He ends up telling me that I "better have a damned good explanation to the VP, because he's wanted to cut your pay for months and I'm through sticking up for you."
Pay cut? That would go from $500 a week, down to $300. My budget can't take that, at all. He hangs up.
I stand there, trembling, my hands on the desk. I just lose it, and break down and cry, sobbing pitifully. "I can't do this anymore."
I've been yelled at, had things thrown at me, I've taken a ton of abuse from customers, literally and figuratively, I've ended up in court, I've had my life threatened and almost killed someone else.
I'm done with it. That was the breaking point. I just started babbling about all the stress this was causing. V freaked out, and A's eyes went wide.
I calmed down enough to leave the showroom. I'm still really shaky, I can't focus, I'm in pain, and I'm as taut as a bowstring. The meeting is tommorrow and I have no idea how I'm going to face it or what I'm going to do. I don't know what to do anymore.
Anyone have any advice for what I can say to both the VP and M when they show up tommorrow? They're openly hostile towards me right now, but I don't know if the VP will be tommorrow.
I want to express my concerns, but I don't know if I can do it without breaking down again...
People tell me I'm the strongest person they know, and I HATE it when I get like this...I haven't felt like this in years...and never for something work related...
I had a nervous breakdown today. It finally got to me.
This post rambles, and is long. But I have to get it out or I'm going to laugh or cry or slip back into depression or do something stupid...I just don't know right now.
A few things happened over the last week. My jaw is in alot of pain and I've gone through a bottle of Ora-jel a day, and I've gotten roughly 3 hours of sleep a night for the past week, when I'm not in pain.
We have the hotshot from corporate coming on Thursday. This means getting everything in order - all the orders, making it clean, spic and span, and somehow hope that he believes it's always like that.
The background:
VP: A huge hotshot from corporate
M: My boss
A: My coworker here of a few months
V: A second coworker who doesn't work at my store
Let's skip ahead: You already know that I'm having trouble meeting my sales goals and I'm stressed because of it. Well, Sunday, I'm told there's a chance that the VP might be in on Monday.
We had alot of problems and a broken printer, so I could do NO paperwork. The best I could do was organize everything as if I DID have paperwork, and do some cleaning. I locked up about 4 hours after close, around ten PM, pacific time. This is important later.
Jaw hurts on Monday morning. I get a call that he's a no-show. Okay...no worries. We see ALOT of people on Monday, and I write up a few sales. But almost everyone in there was a looker. We had an ad break in the paper for some new deals so we got alot of those in there.
Well, I finally get the printer working about halfway through the day. A, my coworker, jammed it a week ago, and since I wasn't at the showroom, couldn't analyze it. Bottom line, when she cleared it, the paper tore and she didn't tell me, and this caused HOURS of headache for both me and the tech support person, and I had to completely dismantle the printer to get it out and working again.
A is well...she means well. She's eager. But she's not trainable and she doesn't retain information. She writes up half her orders wrong, gives wrong quotes, doesn't check things, etc. She's also horrible with technology. Due to us being short staffed, I was not at my showroom for a week straight. We had a power outage, and we thought our credit card printer burned out. After a week of frantic emailing back and forth, and an overnight shipment of a new printer, I got out there finally. What was the problem?
She had loaded the paper wrong.
Same deal with the fax machine. She thought it was broken. I checked it. She loaded the paper wrong. Basically, she shoved paper in every open slot of this thing that would hold it, hoping it would do something.
Back on topic. Monday night, after 9 pm, I'm working on stuff I couldn't do with customers there. I literally print out a hundred sheets of paper, for the week's backlog. New display tags, memos, promotional materials, etc. I have to match up the reciepts to every thing in the computer, and she had made duplicates of them all and didn't tell me. That was fun trying to figure out.
I do everything but showroom maintenance. Vaccuming, dusting, cleaning, mopping the tile, etc. I just don't have the energy, and it's one in the morning. Once again, important later.
M told me earlier in the day that he would be in to inspect the showroom before the VP came in. He would come in Tuesday evening. I think, great, I'll leave a detailed list my associate can check off as she does it. I was at another showroom, and M came into the one I manage at fifteen minutes after opening. Of course, A hasn't been able to get around to anything yet. So M calls me and yells at me because, as the manager, I was supposed to make sure it was clean. M spent about an hour straightening and moving furniture.
We have a sales meeting this morning (Wednesday). The plan is for me to pick up A, take her down to the meeting, and drive her back up where I can have the rest of the day off. Sounds good, right? V also offered to come up and help. I'm wearing street clothes so I can work like a dog in the showroom that day and not have to worry about getting my dress clothes dirtied. There's three accidents, and it takes almost 2 hours to go 20 miles. We show up a half hour late for the sales meeting. M isn't too upset by it, but he isn't too happy either. I couldn't do anything about it though. It's unrealistic to expect me to give myself three hours to go 20 miles on the freeway!
I'm upset about that, and at the meeting, A struggles with the concepts she's been learning for the past few months with me. Either she freezes or forgets, but she can't recall the information when put on the spot. It reflects badly on me, since I'm her manager.
Afterwards, I get another stern lecture from M, and am reminded that my paycheck is on the line depending on how this visit from the VP goes.
I freak out, and am back at my showroom with A and V, when the phone rings. There's a customer issue, an order that A wrote up. She ordered the wrong piece for the customer, and the piece they DID order was out of stock. I had to lie to the customer and tell her the piece she ordered didn't come in, and as sorry as I was, could she wait a week or would she want me to refund her money? She didn't like either option but settled on the refund. I was shaken up about that.
Second issue. I find out she wrote up a large order and undercharged about $300 on it. Now we need to eat the extra on it, so I'm a tad upset as she does this often. She doesn't take the time to check or recheck her figures, our sales manual, or any of the resources on our website. So I told her to recalculate it with the proper price, and it would show up as a COD that we would then waive. It's the only way to get it done.
Well, she redid it, and then put in the $2300 into the computer when the customer only paid 2000. Let me reiterate: She had told the computer that she had taken in 2300 from this customer. So now...corporate wants to know where the extra 300 went. The check reader showed the check as 2000...and it's not hard for corporate to think someone pocketed the money...
Guess who gets the flack from that one, as a manager! All together now!
I spend an hour with the calculator figuring out the mistake, and send the info to corporate so they can correct the mistakes. I have a few words with A, and she resolves to do better. I remind her in a stern manner that she had made this mistake several times in the past, and we couldn't have it happen again, as at this point, she knows better.
Here's the straw that broke the camels back. M calls, very hostile. The VP has seen the alarm timecodes for the showrooms for the last few days, and since our corporate office is based in New York, they show up as three hours ahead.
This means that on Sunday, when I left at 10pm my time, it was already 1am their time. So the report generated for Sunday, and said we didn't set the alarm(!). Same thing on Monday.
I try to explain to M that I was there working and he doesn't believe me. In his mind, it shouldn't take three or more hours to finish up with the store when we close. We haven't been writing up orders, so he doesn't believe there are issues. He accuses me of leaving the showroom, and then coming BACK and locking it up. Like I left a few hours before we close, and came back after a night at the bar to cover my tracks.
I'm offended by this. I can count on one hand in two years the amount of times I have stayed late enough to have the alarm closure not trigger, and they were spent cleaning, getting showrooms spic and span for sales, or a visit from corporate. I tell M that I don't have a history of doing that, and that I was working. He flat out calls me a liar because if I was really there, the showroom would have been completely clean on Tuesday morning. I told him that I WAS THERE, but I had no way to prove that I was really there from the time we closed at 9 until I left at 1am.
He ends up telling me that I "better have a damned good explanation to the VP, because he's wanted to cut your pay for months and I'm through sticking up for you."
Pay cut? That would go from $500 a week, down to $300. My budget can't take that, at all. He hangs up.
I stand there, trembling, my hands on the desk. I just lose it, and break down and cry, sobbing pitifully. "I can't do this anymore."
I've been yelled at, had things thrown at me, I've taken a ton of abuse from customers, literally and figuratively, I've ended up in court, I've had my life threatened and almost killed someone else.
I'm done with it. That was the breaking point. I just started babbling about all the stress this was causing. V freaked out, and A's eyes went wide.
I calmed down enough to leave the showroom. I'm still really shaky, I can't focus, I'm in pain, and I'm as taut as a bowstring. The meeting is tommorrow and I have no idea how I'm going to face it or what I'm going to do. I don't know what to do anymore.
Anyone have any advice for what I can say to both the VP and M when they show up tommorrow? They're openly hostile towards me right now, but I don't know if the VP will be tommorrow.
I want to express my concerns, but I don't know if I can do it without breaking down again...
People tell me I'm the strongest person they know, and I HATE it when I get like this...I haven't felt like this in years...and never for something work related...
Comment