It is called a "Performance Review". Step back for a moment, and ask yourself "how was my performance?"
please help me understand this
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speedyquad
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i understand his take as i am in somewhat of the same situation. the company promotes the "yesmen" that don't do anything and punishes those that do...case in point...i run a printing press on a 2 man crew. we were scheduled to work a saturday from 3-11pm as an overtime day. we had one pressrun to do. we were told it had to be done before we left at 11pm, if it was not done, stay until it was finished. it should have been done, except the press broke. we tried to fix the press, the maintenance man would not answer his phone, nor would any supervisors. so we had to move it to another press, which meant cleaning our press up and shutting it down...by the time we finished the job, cleaned up and shut down the second press, we left at 6:40 am. did we even get a thanks? we were reprimanded for staying.
i've left work at 1 am to start a 12 hour day at 7am because i was asked. generally work 300+ hours of overtime a year, never saying no, but have to take a vacation day on a friday to get a saturday off for one of my kids birthday parties, even if i just ask to not work on that one saturday weeks ahead of time.
employees absolutely need to appreciate their employer, but what is being lost is that the employer also needs to appreciate their employees.
oh and on my last performance review(still considered in training as a pressman), i was told that i needed to learn some of the shortcuts of the more experienced pressman. then later in the review, the supervisor tells me that all of the pressman need to start following the S.O.P.'s like i do and quit using the shortcuts. so which is it... C.Y.A. at all costs.
i've left work at 1 am to start a 12 hour day at 7am because i was asked. generally work 300+ hours of overtime a year, never saying no, but have to take a vacation day on a friday to get a saturday off for one of my kids birthday parties, even if i just ask to not work on that one saturday weeks ahead of time.
employees absolutely need to appreciate their employer, but what is being lost is that the employer also needs to appreciate their employees.
oh and on my last performance review(still considered in training as a pressman), i was told that i needed to learn some of the shortcuts of the more experienced pressman. then later in the review, the supervisor tells me that all of the pressman need to start following the S.O.P.'s like i do and quit using the shortcuts. so which is it... C.Y.A. at all costs.
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CAJUNLAWYER
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Well being managed by many and managing many I live by two basic rules.
I demand and expect 100% loyalty all the time And that is from the top as well as the bottom. I expect my bosses to have my back and I have my employees back. That is a two way street-I give my loyalty to both my bosses and my employees-if I can't I don't belong on the organization and neither do you.
The second rule-and it applies to everyone including me is that the cemeteries of the world are filled with indispensable people.
One thing that absolutely pisses me off more than anything else is "That's not my job". Everything is your job. If I can sit down and type out a pleading (secretary work for a lawyer
)because everyone else is busy then anyone can do what is asked whether or not it is "in the job description".
Oh I have one more rule
I don't forget.
I've given heartfelt handshakes and well wishes to many as I showed them the door when they forgot those above basic rules-mostly to lawyers.
If I ever forget the two rules above I expect the same-In other words I work "scared"-always have. Seems to have worked-I've been doing public defender work for 27 years and still keep a practice open.
Bigbill-you sound like you just didn't belong anymore and made the right decision to move on. Were it me-I would have helped you sooner and wished you the very best.
I demand and expect 100% loyalty all the time And that is from the top as well as the bottom. I expect my bosses to have my back and I have my employees back. That is a two way street-I give my loyalty to both my bosses and my employees-if I can't I don't belong on the organization and neither do you.
The second rule-and it applies to everyone including me is that the cemeteries of the world are filled with indispensable people.
One thing that absolutely pisses me off more than anything else is "That's not my job". Everything is your job. If I can sit down and type out a pleading (secretary work for a lawyer
)because everyone else is busy then anyone can do what is asked whether or not it is "in the job description".Oh I have one more rule
I don't forget.
I've given heartfelt handshakes and well wishes to many as I showed them the door when they forgot those above basic rules-mostly to lawyers.
If I ever forget the two rules above I expect the same-In other words I work "scared"-always have. Seems to have worked-I've been doing public defender work for 27 years and still keep a practice open.
Bigbill-you sound like you just didn't belong anymore and made the right decision to move on. Were it me-I would have helped you sooner and wished you the very best.
Grayfox
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My boss doesn't particularly like me. Nor do I like him. We have butted heads in the past and may yet again. However, we both understand that he has his job to do and I have mine. We both do our jobs. So while we may not like each other, we do at least remain civil and occasionally even pleasent with each other. Discord in the workplace is infectous. If the boss and a worker can't get along, pretty soon everyone else will pick a side and matters just get worse all around. It ain't worth it. Better to just keep your mouth shut so that nobody is truely miserable at work.
I'll retire at the end of July. I think the boss will be just as happy to see me go as I will be to leave.
I'll retire at the end of July. I think the boss will be just as happy to see me go as I will be to leave.
If I had it to do over I'd never work for another engineering group again. I gave them ideas were they received $1,000 patents for. One of the do nothing's they put his name on the patent were he got $1,000 too. So they rewarded him for nothing. I got nothing and gave them a patent. Like I said I didn't fit into the click. This engineer even turned me down when I tried to apply for my own patent. I'm willing to bet today with me out of there he patented my idea.
kozmic
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I would ask the O.P. if he's ok with that "all for one and none for all" philosophy in his kid's teachers or his parents caretakers or his wife's doctor or the guy working on his brakes or his investment team or his lawyer or his surgeon or......
I started my business 24 years ago on the premise that it will be a team that makes us all succeed. I have never demanded anything of my workers, but I expect a lot of them and vice versa. That's the type of balance that (IMHO) is required for a good working relationship. I'm sorry you never experienced it, but it almost seems like it was because you were inflexible.
I started my business 24 years ago on the premise that it will be a team that makes us all succeed. I have never demanded anything of my workers, but I expect a lot of them and vice versa. That's the type of balance that (IMHO) is required for a good working relationship. I'm sorry you never experienced it, but it almost seems like it was because you were inflexible.
Bill, I'm going to give up being my normal smart *** self, and give you the best advice I can. It's over and you have made a nice pile of $$ after you retired. So get over it, before you stroke yourself out.
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I was looking for a view point on why they got upset when they found out I was there for the money.
I lost my job in '83, '84 & '85 due to the recession that put most companies out of business. I had three small kids to support. I grabbed my chainsaw and went to work logging firewood. I made $$ at the expense of my body now. I logged well into the late 90's. I actually worked two jobs. There was no way I was going to fail. I loved my engineering job for many years. Then the management changed. So I did as I was told.
I lost my job in '83, '84 & '85 due to the recession that put most companies out of business. I had three small kids to support. I grabbed my chainsaw and went to work logging firewood. I made $$ at the expense of my body now. I logged well into the late 90's. I actually worked two jobs. There was no way I was going to fail. I loved my engineering job for many years. Then the management changed. So I did as I was told.
One day while walking down the street a highly successful HR Director (insert boss's name here) was tragically hit by a bus and she died. Her soul arrived up in heaven where she was met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself.
"Welcome to Heaven," said St. Peter. "Before you get settled in though, it seems we have a problem. You see, strangely enough, we've never once had a Human Resources Director make it this far and we're not really sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," said the woman. "Well, I'd like to,"replied St. Peter, "but I have higher orders. What we're going to do is let you have a day in Hell and a day in Heaven and then you can choose whichever one you want to spend an eternity in."
"Actually, I think I've made up my mind, I prefer to stay in Heaven,"said the woman.
"Sorry, we have rules..." And with that St. Peter put the executive in an elevator and it went down-down-down to hell. The doors opened and she found herself stepping out onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course. In the distance was a country club and standing in front of her were all her friends - fellow executives that she had worked with and they were all dressed in evening gowns and cheering for her. They ran up and kissed her on both cheeks and they talked about old times. They
played an excellent round of golf and at night went to the country club where she enjoyed an excellent steak and lobster dinner. She met the Devil who was actually a really nice guy (kinda cute) and she had a great time telling jokes and dancing. She was having such a good time that before she knew it, it was time to leave.
Everybody shook her hand and waved good-bye as she got on the elevator. The elevator went up-up-up and opened back up at the Pearly Gates and she found St. Peter waiting for her.
"Now it's time to spend a day in heaven," he said. So she spent the next 24 hours lounging around on clouds and playing the harp and singing.
She had a great time and before she knew it her 24 hours were up and St. Peter came and got her. "So, you've spent a day in hell and you've spent a day in heaven. Now you must choose your eternity," he said. The woman paused for a second and then replied, "Well, I never thought I'd say this, I mean, Heaven has been really great and all, but I think I had a better time in Hell." So St. Peter escorted her to the elevator and again she went down-down-down back to Hell.
When the doors of the elevator opened she found herself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and filth. She saw her friends were dressed in rags and were picking up the garbage and putting it in sacks. The Devil came up to her and put his arm around her.
"I don't understand," stammered the woman, "yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and a country club and we ate lobster and we danced and had a great time. Now all there is, is a wasteland of garbage and all my friends look miserable."
The Devil looked at her and smiled. "Yesterday we were recruiting you, today you're staff..."
"Welcome to Heaven," said St. Peter. "Before you get settled in though, it seems we have a problem. You see, strangely enough, we've never once had a Human Resources Director make it this far and we're not really sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," said the woman. "Well, I'd like to,"replied St. Peter, "but I have higher orders. What we're going to do is let you have a day in Hell and a day in Heaven and then you can choose whichever one you want to spend an eternity in."
"Actually, I think I've made up my mind, I prefer to stay in Heaven,"said the woman.
"Sorry, we have rules..." And with that St. Peter put the executive in an elevator and it went down-down-down to hell. The doors opened and she found herself stepping out onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course. In the distance was a country club and standing in front of her were all her friends - fellow executives that she had worked with and they were all dressed in evening gowns and cheering for her. They ran up and kissed her on both cheeks and they talked about old times. They
played an excellent round of golf and at night went to the country club where she enjoyed an excellent steak and lobster dinner. She met the Devil who was actually a really nice guy (kinda cute) and she had a great time telling jokes and dancing. She was having such a good time that before she knew it, it was time to leave.
Everybody shook her hand and waved good-bye as she got on the elevator. The elevator went up-up-up and opened back up at the Pearly Gates and she found St. Peter waiting for her.
"Now it's time to spend a day in heaven," he said. So she spent the next 24 hours lounging around on clouds and playing the harp and singing.
She had a great time and before she knew it her 24 hours were up and St. Peter came and got her. "So, you've spent a day in hell and you've spent a day in heaven. Now you must choose your eternity," he said. The woman paused for a second and then replied, "Well, I never thought I'd say this, I mean, Heaven has been really great and all, but I think I had a better time in Hell." So St. Peter escorted her to the elevator and again she went down-down-down back to Hell.
When the doors of the elevator opened she found herself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and filth. She saw her friends were dressed in rags and were picking up the garbage and putting it in sacks. The Devil came up to her and put his arm around her.
"I don't understand," stammered the woman, "yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and a country club and we ate lobster and we danced and had a great time. Now all there is, is a wasteland of garbage and all my friends look miserable."
The Devil looked at her and smiled. "Yesterday we were recruiting you, today you're staff..."
carpriver
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I retired 2 years ago. The company I worked for was dying. The boss had run it into the ground. I worked extra hours, took on extra clients, I took a pay cut to help the company. I decided to retire right after I found out that the boss and her assistance took the pay raise that I turned down because they thought the were entitled to it. I lost faith in the boss and all my respect for her. I can't work for people I don't respect and that don't respect me.
jaykellogg
Absent Comrade
From your original post I would have never have told them I was there only for the money. Instead I would have asked politely what things i "should be" concentrating on to get a raise in the future. IMO, what you did probably got you labeled as not a company man.
Regarding someone patenting your ideas, that is illegal. If you still have the records to prove that you invented the idea you can have their patent invalidated. This happened to my grandfather in the '40s and it still happens today. It drives patent attorneys nuts.
Best advice I can give you is to "let it go". Good luck and have a happy life!
Regarding someone patenting your ideas, that is illegal. If you still have the records to prove that you invented the idea you can have their patent invalidated. This happened to my grandfather in the '40s and it still happens today. It drives patent attorneys nuts.
Best advice I can give you is to "let it go". Good luck and have a happy life!
Like the old saying goes: The only thing working hard get's ya is more hard work.
cmort666
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I got laid off in November from the worst job I've had in thirty years.
It didn't matter how hard or how well you worked. You were just so much garbage to them. Not only were you not rewarded for competence or hard work, you weren't paid for the work you did. We were told it was a "privilege" to be "allowed" to work four hours unpaid overtime, and to be treated like filth in the bargain, because OCCASIONALLY we got off early. I definitely worked more unpaid overtime than I got time off.
And there was no paid vacation, sick days or holidays. We frequently showed up for work and were told to decide AMONG OURSELVES who was going home unpaid because they didn't properly allocate resources.
I did however have the "privilege" of getting mixed up with the Cleveland Clinic Police because my employer hired and retained the mentally unstable and the violent. I refused to talk to the police without representation and told the degenerate weasel of a project manager exactly that when he advised me to give a statement to the cops. If the cops had believed my lunatic team lead (who falsely and KNOWINGLY cited me as a witness) instead of my lawyer (or worse, me), I might have been charged with obstruction or lying to the police.
In today's joke of an economy, employers are emboldened to treat workers like slave laborers in a Japanese coal mine in Manchukuo.
It didn't matter how hard or how well you worked. You were just so much garbage to them. Not only were you not rewarded for competence or hard work, you weren't paid for the work you did. We were told it was a "privilege" to be "allowed" to work four hours unpaid overtime, and to be treated like filth in the bargain, because OCCASIONALLY we got off early. I definitely worked more unpaid overtime than I got time off.
And there was no paid vacation, sick days or holidays. We frequently showed up for work and were told to decide AMONG OURSELVES who was going home unpaid because they didn't properly allocate resources.
I did however have the "privilege" of getting mixed up with the Cleveland Clinic Police because my employer hired and retained the mentally unstable and the violent. I refused to talk to the police without representation and told the degenerate weasel of a project manager exactly that when he advised me to give a statement to the cops. If the cops had believed my lunatic team lead (who falsely and KNOWINGLY cited me as a witness) instead of my lawyer (or worse, me), I might have been charged with obstruction or lying to the police.
In today's joke of an economy, employers are emboldened to treat workers like slave laborers in a Japanese coal mine in Manchukuo.
cmort666
Member
On the job I had previous to this three month contract gig, he would have been told "NOTHING"... along with being denied pay for the work he actually did.
Of course they might have offered him a raise to take on more responsibility... then not given him the money.
That's what they did to a friend of mine. When he demanded the money they owed him, they threatened to fire him.
He quit without notice to take a better job for ten dollars more an hour. The piece of filth project manager sent out an email calling that "unprofessional". Apparent the mark of true "professionalism" is forcing hourly workers to work illegal, unpaid overtime, to lie about pay to get people to take positions, and to expose workers to criminal prosecution because of a despicable lack of management ability.
