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Thanks. I don't want to walk it back.Quoted so you can't walk that nasty shit back,
Thanks. I don't want to walk it back.Quoted so you can't walk that nasty shit back,
I’m not always late. Just sometimes.
I guess my job just needs to be a better one, so I’m more motivated to be punctual. I dunno though. Why can’t they just accept that I may be late sometimes and when I am I can be useful after work and get a load of stuff done that other people find boring and that won’t be interrupted by customers.
If you can do it sometimes, you can do it others.
I have been all my life and it's had bad consquences. One of the reasonable adjustments I am entitlled to ask is for my work schedule to be more regular as I cannot be as flexible in some parts of my job as others canWhy cant you be flexible for them too?
Fair enough. As much as I hate lateness, I'd always side with a worker. And you do at least have a reason. So good luck with it.I can when i'm sufficiently motivated, but as Miss-Shelf pointed out, it comes with a price of constant stress, anxiety, depression and self-loathing.
I'm not masking that shit anymore as I want to live longer. I've twisted myself into psychic torment just to fit in with normie and I would rather avoid going back to a life of permastress. Hence my requests for lenience when it comes to punctuality and sick days. It's time for my employers to be flexible for me.
it's out of order wherever it's posted.Ha actually I thought it was K&S. Maybe should be.
I agree. Someone has posted about their disability and others are telling them just to pull their socks up about it. Really out of order. And saying because one person who has a disability can do something in a particular context, it means means that everyone with that disability can do the same thing,it's out of order wherever it's posted.
Well if we're doing credetialgate# all over agian, I've worked with special needs kids for the best part of 3 decades and I'm sorry Dessi but in that statement you sound like many of the teachers those kids encountered that made their diagnosis prolonged, unrecognised, their educational experience difficult and their long term outlook made worse.Do fuck off you tiresome piece of shit. Just because I won't bow down to your over inflated ego.
I've, as I said, taught a lot of people. Some who were diagnosed as ADHD. They, with difficulty admittedly, could sort themselves out.
Stop using your ADHD as an excuse for not trying to help yourself.
Where I work the opening up is the most tiresome bit of the day, emptying book bins, doing the enquiries, fetching stuff off the shelves, doing the card totals. You say your colleagues are alright with your uncertain punctuality because of your later mucking in. But I wonder. When one of my colleagues was continually late and left me always doing the shitwork at the start of the day I was nice enough for a while. But it grated and will likely grate for your colleagues too even if they don't let on to you that they're irritated, because library people are nice like that, I know because I've had colleagues who turned up tardily and left me to do work even when it wasn't my goI can when i'm sufficiently motivated, but as Miss-Shelf pointed out, it comes with a price of constant stress, anxiety, depression and self-loathing.
I'm not masking that shit anymore as I want to live longer. I've twisted myself into psychic torment just to fit in with normie and I would rather avoid going back to a life of permastress. Hence my requests for lenience when it comes to punctuality and sick days. It's time for my employers to be flexible for me.
Managers are colleagues tooI’ve spoken about it with my colleagues. There’s a lot of stuff that doesn’t get done when cos we’re too busy when we’re open. I recently banged through ten skips of discards that we hadn’t had a chance to do in opening hours .
The morning stuff I tend not to do is the cash/till but I tend to do the evening processes around that instead. And lots of shelving and stock in order which mostly gets done in the evenings.
We all pull along quite nicely and understand each others’ strengths and weaknesses. There are very few issues between colleagues at the place I work at currently. It’s just management and they’re box ticking that get on my arse about it
Who I care less about pleasing cos they fail to discharge their responsibilities towards me.Managers are colleagues too
See my editWho I care less about pleasing cos they fail to discharge their responsibilities towards me.
But you’re nitpicking just for the sake of it.
Yeh. Managers are cunts. But they can discipline you, you can't discipline them. And if you're late it's really easy to spot. This isn't a game you can win, if your punctuality is as variable as you say. As people have said above, a little lie works whereas total honesty will do you no favours. Still, it's up to you if you make things needlessly hard for yourself.Who I care less about pleasing cos they fail to discharge their responsibilities towards me.
But you’re nitpicking just for the sake of it.
Opening up for trade isn't something that would be reasonable for employers to adjust.I can when i'm sufficiently motivated, but as Miss-Shelf pointed out, it comes with a price of constant stress, anxiety, depression and self-loathing.
I'm not masking that shit anymore as I want to live longer. I've twisted myself into psychic torment just to fit in with normie and I would rather avoid going back to a life of permastress. Hence my requests for lenience when it comes to punctuality and sick days. It's time for my employers to be flexible for me.
Don't think this is helpful on a thread in the employment forum.
Liked because I do exactly thisReading this thread I’m glad I’ve never had a proper job
I was brought up in a home environment where my mum struggled to leave the house on time and would get berated by my dad routinely
I was always adrift when a kid getting dropped off late at swimming training etc and getting routinely berated publicly for it
My anxiety dreams are about not being ready to go/being last and disorganised to fuck
So I’m like my mum, can’t straighten my thoughts and be ready to go so I probably over engineer my life to avoid those feelings
Hence being determinedly early for everything I need to be on time for
Bags packed night before
wierd routines prepping stuff before bed
Reviewing time and distances and adding huge comfort zones for arrival times, ending up in airport three hours early for check in
Getting up two hours early than I need to so I can engineer in my faff time/wake up time
Time flies when I need to be somewhere and slows to a stop when I don’t
Relatable. I need time to do nothing in the mornings. I can’t be up and out like some people. That would screw my whole day.Getting up two hours early than I need to so I can engineer in my faff time/wake up time
ThisI'm also completely intolerant of people who piss about or make ME late.
God yes, me too. I've managed to get it to waking at 5:40 and leaving at 6:40. Time goes so quickly in the mornings! I now don't use my phone in the mornings on my early days, cos I can get locked in and not notice the time. Better to meditate and have a nice cuppa while stroking the cats, have a lovely shower and then have enough time to dress without a huge rush. For me, my morning routine is so important as if it's stressy, I stay stressed all day.Relatable. I need time to do nothing in the mornings. I can’t be up and out like some people. That would screw my whole day.
I'm also completely intolerant of people who piss about or make ME late.
I'd not have involved someone who's habitually late in my plans. If I absolutely had too, I'd tell her in advance that I'd be leaving on time, with or without her. If she didn't turn up on time, I'd ring her at the allotted departure time and explain I was leaving in two minutes; I'd probably actually give her five minutes grace. Then I'd leave, explaining that I didn't want to arrive late because that'd be rude to out host, and suggest she get a taxi.Some folk’s heads are wired strangely. I picked someone up for a Xmas drinks bash a couple of weeks ago and was waiting in the car for about 15 mins. When she came down it was obvious we were behind time so I told her to ring the host and tell him we were going to be late. The response was “no, don’t worry, they’re used to it with me”. A total disregard for other people. I made the call and explained we’d be late because xxxxx had been fucking around. She heard that call and got the hump, like she wanted everyone else to share her shitness and not be solely blamed.