My Less Than Triumphant Return to the Fold
Sunday, August 26, 2007

Well now...glad to see things haven't collapsed into a spiralling and rather flamey plummet to crapulence around these parts. Ya know…when I ain't here to lead in the cheers of Browncoat goodness. Warms my emotionally leaden ticker, it does

Yes, my fellow Browncoats, consider this a formal declaration of my continued existence in the 'Verse, though leagues more world-weary and frustrated with my life than I was a mere 2 months ago, when things took a camouflaged turn toward the Hoban Washburne definition of "interesting."

The following is a short summary of the intervening time between when I last hung about these parts, making with the cheerleading and the feedbacking, and this moment (7:56 PM EDT, Sunday, August 26th, 2007):

Around the 21st of June, I answered an ad in my local daily's classifieds for a company seeking someone to help out around the place when it came to their day-to-day operations. Applying for the job under the assumption (and we all know what happens when one assumes something) that is was for an office gopher and desk jockey position, I submitted my resume to what turned out to be a used car lot; I also submitted resumes to another used car lot and a Suzuki dealership that was looking for someone who could do auto detailing (i.e. cleaning vehicles) and lot security on the same day. A couple of days go by and I get a phone call from the first used car lot’s head honcho, asking if I could come in for an interview the next day and I agreed immediately (being a then-unemployed university student). Honestly? It was probably the first step toward my current status of barely hanging on, sanity-wise.

I arrive about 10 minutes early for the interview and wait patiently to meet with the man who became my current boss. Finally, it’s show time and I get called in. It should be said that my boss being dressed in a pair of shorts, a T-shirt and loafers probably was the first sign of things not being as one would expect, but I brushed this off mentally as being a pleasant discovery of probably being able to wear casual clothes on the job. We sit down and the interview begins. It was mostly the usual kinds of questions that HR people throw at one to feel out how a person would react or handle a given type of situation, but thinking back on it, there were an awful lot of questions related to sales. Mainly because, as I found out on my first day after getting hired (supposedly did real well on my interview, according to my boss weeks later), I had been hired to replace my boss’ right hand man who was going back home to New Brunswick (that’s a province in Canada that is partially surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean, for those not familiar with North American geography). This is where things got interesting in the previously indicated way….

Basically, to condense the following 2 months in a tidy summary, I got 3 weeks of training from the guy I was taking over for (an obscenely small amount for the job I have), I have sold more than 20 cars in the 2 months I have had my job (an impressive number…until my boss tells me he wants to see the sales board constantly full and that he once sold 12 cars in a day), I recently found out that it has been illegal for me to sell cars as a salesperson since I have not completed the mandatory certification course and registered with the Ontario Motor Vehicles Industry Council (a regulatory board for automotive sales), I was used as an avatar for my boss to basically fire one of my coworkers (boss was off in Toronto when he got a status report from the lot’s garage manager that the co-worker was seriously behind in his work, so my boss has me send the guy home ‘till Monday on his behalf), and my boss has more mood swings than River when she’s off her meds (pre-Miranda). All of this has left me feeling like I need to quit ASAP…but realizing doing so would cause major problems; I know I have every right to…but I get the feeling that if I quit, the next person to come along would be worse off than I am because my boss doesn’t believe in acclimatization periods and proper training.

On top of what I have noted above, I regularly come home exhausted and covered in bruises and/or lacerations from having to install electronic devices that are designed to immobilize the car if the leasee (the person leasing the vehicle from the lot) is delinquent with their monthly lease payment. This task requires me to hook up wiring and delicate electronics to a vehicle’s ignition system, test it and then secure the wiring up inside the dashboard…which means I have to either lay upside down on the driver’s seat OR twist myself like a pretzel to fit down against the firewall (where the pedals are) so I can reach underneath the dash. Imagine the actor who played Monty in Trash but a small handful of inches shorter (and with more hair) and you got a general idea of my build. Now imagine someone built like that trying to cram himself into a space designed only for one’s legs. Hopefully you now understand why, since the first week on the job, I basically just eat dinner and go to bed after coming home from work

So that about sums up things, I think. To summarize the summary, my job sucks and I want out ASAP. Sadly, I can’t right now because I know my eventual replacement would get screwed over even worse, since my boss has got the worst case of Peter Pan-it is and “drop ‘em in the deep end and see if they swim” disease possible. Any thoughts, offers of sympathy or rants about how your job is worse can be sent to me via the comments window in my profile. Or you could write me a story to cheer me up: wink:



Wednesday, August 29, 2007 9:46 PM


BEB, I - along with everyone else - welcome you back! And - also like everyone else - say ... run. You don't need this. Remember, you're so much better than the idiot you work for.

Oh, and a story? You tell me what you'd like and I'll see what I can do!

Tuesday, August 28, 2007 1:46 PM


Wow, BEB. That's some serious love people have posted for you. I'm feeling your pain. My new job bites, too - but not like that.

You were missed. Good to see you again.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007 4:45 AM


Gorram it Alun- i feel for you! I am glad to see you back with us BC's. PM me if ya want to talk. Good luck in finding a new job!

Monday, August 27, 2007 4:44 PM


Good to have you back on board. I hope you find a better job soon!

Monday, August 27, 2007 2:54 PM


Nice to hear from you, BEB. I was getting worried, and it sounds as though my worry was rather justified :(

Let me say just one thing - your sanity is worth it. Quit.

Tell that insane person exactly why you are quitting, and leave. He wants to see if you can swim? Sounds like he could use a dunk in the deep end himself. You're a nice person, and knowing someone else is going to get the cruddy job sucks. need to leave.


Monday, August 27, 2007 2:53 PM


I've done and seen worse. That being said:


And then turn the bastard in for illegal hiring practices.
Guess who's going to get screwed if TPTB find out you're not licensed?
Him? Nope. "He assured me he was qualified".
Don't worry about the next guy, there may not be a next guy.

Congrats on the decent sales record, BTW!

Monday, August 27, 2007 1:39 PM


The circus came into town a few weeks back (yeah I know right? They still exists?) I saw the guy who cleans up after the elephants. I saw him stick both arms elbow deep into the massive gaping anal hole of an elephant. I assure you... there are worse jobs out there than yours. But I sympathize. The only thing as bad as the afore mentioned gaping hole of an anus, is a big 'ol butt-head of a boss... but barely.

Monday, August 27, 2007 11:54 AM


It's good to see you back! So - that's where you've been.

Really, you're being taken advantage of. You need to look after YOU, your best interests, and your well being. Get out while you can. Find another job where you're happier and less stressed.

And then come unwind on! :)

Monday, August 27, 2007 8:27 AM


Hey, I'm really glad you're back, I was just wondering the other day where your lovely lil' comments were. They always make me happy! It really sucks to hear you're having it so bad, but like everyone else has said, look after number one. If it's really making you this unhappy (and taking away from your Browncoat time) then you really should just get out of there.

I want BEB back, godamnit!!!!!! :(:(:(


Monday, August 27, 2007 6:10 AM


Run. Now.

Been there. Done that. Found out last two people in my job had quit due to nervous breakdowns. Hence workplace could not recruit internally, since nobody would touch the job. So they advertised a lower paid post and then sidestepped me in on my first day. I had no training. And I never did get the proper pay grade.

After I started being sick at least twice a day, and blacked out in the car on the way home (oh, look at the pretty lights... OHMYGODONCOMINGCARS!!!!) The doctor took my car keys away and told me basically I was off sick until I got another job. The alternative was clinical dperession, and you don't want that on your resume.

Monday, August 27, 2007 5:30 AM


Sounds to me like this a**hole is taking advantage of you - hiring you on illegal like, skimping on the training, and having you do wiring and stuff... and I'm sure you're not getting paid near enough for all that you're doing!

I say - get out there and look for something esle! It's not your job to take this idiot's abuse, just so it won't fall on others... and, you could always turn him in to some bad employer bureau thingy. Now *that* would be the way to make sure he doesn't put anyone else through this!

Monday, August 27, 2007 5:20 AM


P.S. to add, Get while the gettin' is good.

Monday, August 27, 2007 5:19 AM


All I can do is echo what the others have said.

I have to add, though, that maybe you know now why the person you replaced left in the first place...

I worked in the same scenario and all I can say is, start looking for another job. Get that in place before you leave.

A guy like that is going to bury himself but not before taking EVERYONE around him down with him.

Monday, August 27, 2007 4:02 AM


Hey not your problem to worry about who comes behind you. Maybe they'll be a good fit for the job and take care of you:) HUGS and find a new jobs soonish 'cause we miss you:)

Sunday, August 26, 2007 8:13 PM


Glad you're back, sorry for your troubles and please don't disappear like that again!

Sunday, August 26, 2007 7:05 PM


Missed you lots!!! I was beginning to wonder where in the verse you were! Don't go all hidey on us again!!! Imight get another worry ulcer!

Sunday, August 26, 2007 6:01 PM


Really good to see you and you have been missed. Especially in the Blue Sun Room.

BTW I'd follow EmpireX's advice and look for another job or at least a better boss.

Sunday, August 26, 2007 4:25 PM


Who's to say the next guy will have less experience than you in the car industry... maybe (just maybe) he'll hire an insanely overqualified sales assistant who will temper his mood swings and turn him into a saint! Maybe he'll marry Yolanda, er, um Saffron, no, I mean Bridget, and end up losing the whole lot anyway and no one will have to worry.

Stay strong. Be true to your heart. As long as you're still flying, it's enough... about when you start "landing with unintentional gusto" is when you gotta think about jumping ship.

Sunday, August 26, 2007 4:04 PM


BEB, you are too nice - worrying about the next guy and how it would be even worse for him? You're a saint. I would recommend that you look for another job. But don't quit until you've got the next job in the bag.

I feel your pain. I've got 2 jobs. It sucks being a grownup.

Sunday, August 26, 2007 3:08 PM


Welcome to my world. Glad to see you're still flying with us, though.


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