Personal Victory

This past Friday at work, I planned on leaving fairly early and cutting all of my overtime. Well the fates had other plans for me and condemned me and my team to 4 call ins. Two of the call ins were my heavy throwers so this really set us back. We made it to lunch and break on time, but there was just too much stock for this small of a crew to handle. The good news is that we had had a few really good nights earlier in the week and had banked a few hours for several partners. I sent out messages to the other managers at around 11:30pm to let them know what was going on. Horacio calls me at 5:45 and asks where we are tells me that he will be there in about 15 minutes. He finally rolls in around 6:45 after Lucio and Dean showed up and I caught up with him in receiving. I gave him a report on times and statuses and asked him what he wanted me to do. He replied, in a defeated tone, that he really didn’t give a fuck what a did. In reprise, I asked him, “Why, because my hours are blown?” He replied, “Pretty much…” In my mind, I was thinking, “You son of a bitch! You’re going to quit now, because of this…some fucking leader you are.” I know Randy would have told me to go, because he was anal about OT hours…but he would have answered his phone if I sent a message like that at 11:30. I stormed out receiving and boomed over the PA for all overnight stockers to repoort to the wareroom. As they were sauntering back there, I was chastising them for their crawling pace.  I outlined my plan for them, seth them in motion, and off they went. I finished the wareroom and went to check on things before I departed. As I was checking the floor, Doug called inquiring about Horacio. He defaulted to me and asked me about the state of the department with the 2 call ins from the previous night. I informed him that it was 4 call ins and I could he hear him sit straight up in his chair. I assured him that the stock had been cleared and that several of our crewmembers were under on hours and that the department would be up by 0830. Before leavin I went back by Doug’s office to recant part of what I had said. I informed him that I was over and so was Adam, but we would be under the prerequisite 10 hours for the department, provided that the day crew could control their hours. He was glad to hear of the correction and my thoroughness in making sure he had the most accurate data. I was able to walk out of work Saturda morning feeling very proud of myself because I was not afraid to take charge or correct myself.