Dealing With a Hardcore Micro Manager in the Work Place
Looking Forward to a New Job
I recall the day that I had received word that my interview had been a success and that I had been chosen to become an accounting and receiving clerk in a stockroom office at my job.
I had been elated; it was a chance for me to prove that I was worth more than just $6.50 an hour working in the customer service department. There were many congratulations and also, curiously, fair warnings about the temperament of my new boss. I remember one of my new co-workers giving me the spiel about how I should be prepared for the inevitable, and that of course would be Theresa.
During my interview, I had not one single clue as to the true nature of my new boss. She seemed nice enough, quiet and well mannered. The shock that I received upon my first day in the office had been more than over -whelming. There were bouts of harsh yelling, offensive cursing and total disregard of common courtesy. I suddenly felt as if I had landed back in time, and I could hear the crack of an overseer’s whip.
What Have I Gotten Myself Into
What Had I Gotten Myself Into?
At the end of the day, I felt completely drained. In the back of my mind as I lay in my bed and tried to get some sleep was the loud, offensive voice of my boss, Theresa.
The next day and for many days thereafter, I had overlooked this vicious display of temperament and tried to concentrate on my work. It was hard not to notice the way she treated the other workers who were stocking and receiving in the stockroom. Though she never treated me disrespectfully, I soon learned that by her choosing certain employees were given automatic preferential treatment over other workers.
Negative Workplace Atmosphere
There were other problems within the workplace:
- Trivial jealousies
- Roundabout gossip
- Backstabbing co-workers plagued the work atmosphere
It seemed that this entire dilemma somehow stemmed from the root of all disharmonies and that root began with Theresa.
To make matters worse, Theresa was the ultimate micro manager. Because of her neurotic tendencies, she would find a way to add on to everyone's workload.
Once in a while, we all got a brief reprieve from Theresa’s ranting and raving when she went on leave. During this time, the workplace environment became peaceful and seemingly more productive. There was always that resounding question that reverberated in the back of everyone’s mind.
“When’s Theresa coming back?”
Since I worked in the office, I usually had the answer to that question. I held the key to prolonging peace and harmony. Of course, it only lasted for a couple of weeks, and then one day that awful voice would be back to haunt the stockroom once again.
I had decided that I had enough. Every morning at 8:30 am the entire store would have an employee meeting. During this meeting, the store manager would enlighten all employees on any current information that pertained to the store. Sometimes the meetings were used as a vocal for chastisement or complaints, and this is where I chose to stand up and speak for all.
When You've Had Enough
“There is something that has been troubling me for quite some time, and I feel that I should come forward and say something.”
I remember the stares; some curious, some humorous, and some just plain frightened of what was going to come from my mouth. Everyone knew that I was outspoken. As I began to let the truth pour from my lips, at the same time a gush of relief and inner strength gave way to the hushed crowd before me.
“I am tired of seeing hard working employees being treated as if they were pieces of dirt to be kicked around and used, and then easily forgotten. There are certain persons within this store that have a very bad habit of mistreating their employees. No one employee is more superior than any other, and I think that it is time that we get a grip on decency here and stop this inhumane behavior.”
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Theresa had this pale, tight-lipped look about her face. I saw the hard swallows and the nervous stance. Though I never named any names, I knew that the message had been right in the ballpark, and it hit home loud and clear. In a way, I felt sympathetic toward my boss. She had a tough job, and worked long hard hours, but still there was no excuse for the way she treated her co-workers.
Since my little speech, the stockroom has become a more peaceful place to work. On occasion, Theresa still has her bouts of tantrums, but I think that, by bringing the issue forward, she has realized her failing and has tried somewhat to mend her erratic ways.
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