Tag: ranting

First blog post: A Normal Typical Day. Maybe?

First blog post: A Normal Typical Day. Maybe?

Today has been an interesting day. First off, I did NOT plan on doing this. But thinking about it now I actually do like the idea of “ranting” my daily life (maybe) and at the same time, maybe I can get some thoughts on things to come also. SUCH AS TODAY.

Honestly, where do I even start?

Well, let’s just say I work hard. At least I would like to believe so because my work ethics are pretty good. Or maybe I’m just saying this to make myself look better but whatever. I don’t know and I don’t really care. All I know is that even after working hard and smart, just thinking about this situation baffles me! Please tell me that I’m crazy or at least… well, crazy.

Here’s the story: we had an impossible mission. The team that I work with is REALLY small and my boss– well, everyone higher than us– is expecting this 5 man team (technically¬†three because we’re the only ones certified from start to end) to make at least 700 units (or catheters) AND pack these things in NOT EVEN 10 DAYS. So my boss decided to ask another department to help final pack since… we have a final packers group who were certified to that same processes. And they helped roughly not even half of the total orders. It’s great though, the help I mean. We don’t normally work Fridays but we did. And on that Friday we suffered pretty bad. Calibration went out of date and well, it slowed us down. Three of us were assembling and two of us were packing two orders of 116 units. BY OURSELVES. AND MAKING THE BOXES ARE A KILLER. (Speaking of which, one of the managers tried folding it a couple months back but failed and almost cussed because it was too much work. Quite a cute sight really) So anyway, we finished packing and went back inside to pouch and OMG, I think we’re all just drained. Forty hours plus these extra ten hours just drained us. Like literally, we were robot zombies. Or maybe zombies that are androids by the end of the day? Not too sure but anyway, Monday rolled around and we were trying to get back into gear of WORK HARD DIE HARD and GUESS WHAT??!

They decided we didn’t need 700 units.


WE MADE MORE THAN ENOUGH. All we needed was 600 or so.

SO WHAT DID WE DO? We just blamed it on our luck because we always have bad luck. OR THE WORST LUCK FOR ANY DEPARTMENT IN THAT COMPANY. We seriously blame that on our department’s name. It’s too bad, we can’t change it. YET.

So after push comes to shove, we got a reward–AFTER ASKING FOR IT FOR SO MANY TIMES. Well, I didn’t ask for it. My colleague did. He’s a very straight forward kind of guy but he’s not really professional (but then again, who actually takes Operators/Assemblers seriously?) and he can be such a kid about it (given the fact that he’s not even 24 yet really makes him such a kid, right?). ANYWAY, so we got a reward finally and my boss asked us to think about a reward that we wanted. We gave them a list of “keep dreaming” but hey, they were want we all wanted. And they were affordable or even attainable enough for this small team. It’s what we would appreciate if they could meet our expectations as to how we met theirs but what did we get?

YEAH. You guessed it.

The boss said it wasn’t even possible because what we asked were just too IMPOSSIBLE and all she could do is give us a luncheon.

REALLY? So if we are asking for a short weekend vacation is too much for you? CONSIDERING YOU MADE US WORK UNNECESSARILY HARD TO OUR DEATHS (metaphorically) and want us to continue to meet your expectations? Well, that’s fine with me but give us some credit beside food because we don’t need or want food especially you planned for something that YOU KNEW WAS NOT POSSIBLE BECAUSE OF YOUR POOR PLANNING. Don’t make us your scapegoats or your punching bags. This team has worked too hard for these past years just to make sure that everything is fine and dandy but YOUR INABILITY TO CARE about the job only worsen and made our jobs worst. At the least you could do is TRY like how we TRIED to meet your expectations. Where’s the mutual respect? I guess assemblers are just dirt to you right? I guess since we’re dirt we can take our time on it right? I mean, this small team is just not worth it right? Because otherwise, you would think differently right?

Nah, I guess we’ll just keep dreaming for the day you realize you’re getting nowhere also. I doubt we’ll make mistakes nor will we purposely sabotage the company. If anything, it should be the people and not the company since humans are the ones running, not the name. Oh how I wish that was true. Sometimes anyway.

We work our butts off to the maximum because you guys couldn’t do your jobs correctly? We told you that our raw inventory were low MONTHS ago and yes, it’s not your fault for thinking that it wouldn’t be here on time like a year later BUT IF IT WAS MONTHS AGO, you don’t think you should own up to it because you know… IT WAS MONTHS AGO. We did our best and a luncheon was the BEST that you could do for us? Gee thanks for thinking highly of our efforts and time managing everything else on the line due to your carelessness.. boss.

Like seriously, who takes assemblers seriously nowadays? Yeah, we’re easily replaceable and it’s easy to train and blah blah blah, we don’t need to be taken seriously right?

Yeah well you know, although that may be the case but you also need to realize that without us how can those stupid units have been packed and reach the quota that YOU screwed up on? This team has always tried their best and had the best performance and the least problems compared to all of the other departments but HEY, what do I know? I’m just a operator that is easily replaceable. WELL… LIFE GOES ON.

I must be crazy to think that we’re equals. I mean if there are no difference to humans and we’re all created equally, then I guess job positions with salary or whatever are NOT created equally. In all honest truth, we all face this probably more than once in our lives and I’m sure we don’t like that or would want that. Yet these things happen merely because they have authority in the company. And money is power. Oh wait, I thought it was knowledge that gives you power. Hmm I guess it’s both. Which ones do we have? Definitely not the money. Well, I don’t have the money so it’s really whatever. I’m tired of working for a boss that only sticks to the book AND could care less about how her workers feel. It’s fine if you care about work but when someone or ANYBODY expresses their concerns and feelings to you, are you really going to just sit there and pretend nothing happened?

Yeah, those people irks me to no end.