Nookie And The Eternal Conflict Of Interest

So my direct boss is dating someone who used to be on the unit with me as a lowly little youth care schmuck. Then he went to the group homes and made a little more scratch than the folks like me who stayed on the unit and loyal, because our unit is the red headed step-child of the building. Now he’s back as a unit coordinator for the unit next to ours and it makes for what feels to be an uncomfortable situation at times. He was a real smart ass, always has been, always will be; only now he’s in a position to irritate me and get away with it more than ever.

My boss is moody half the time. It seems like whenever our unit gets a unit coordinator aka a UC; we never seem to know where the hell they’re at half the time. Our old UC before he got reactivated to Iraq was also a Houdini UC. I’ve kept my complaints to myself, because it does nothing but aggravate my nerves and make me grumpy when nothing gets done about it. Today was a topper on the cake, the cake of cakes, and I am of the opinion that the mamby-pamby way of being wishy-washy on the enforcement of the rules sucks. I was undermined by her this morning and it sucked. I told a child that the lights were out and that he needed to stay on his bed until it was time to get up, AKA THE LIGHTS MUST BE ON BEFORE GETTING UP!!!!! She let him get up and do whatever he wanted before the lights were on. HELLO! Why not just tell the child to never listen to me so he can staff split to get whatever he wants. *grumble*

Today, for instance, it seemed a trivial thing to take our breaks because the unit was quiet and there was only one child in the QR. I’m thinkin’ we’ll do what we always do when she’s not around; we break ourselves out and take initiative to get shit done.

Things have changed since she’s been around. We don’t prompt the children to get out of bed and give them time out s for not following directions. So they get until 07:30 to be up and ready or receive no reinforcer points for toys and snacks for good behavior and instead get an early bed time that second shift won’t enforce anyway. Oh yeah, and if you’re not ready on time you don’t get to go down to the cafeteria and eat breakfast with everyone else. Does it happen on our shift as dictated by our UC? Nope. It’s arbitrarily enforced in a wishy-washy manner.

Back to taking the initiative! Our UC finally gets on the walkie and radios for us to start our breaks since she’s on her way back to the unit. (Mind you she told she’d be back in 15 minutes and what seemed more like 45 minutes had gone by.) Um-kay. I say something along the lines that we’re already doing it and she sarcastically replies, “Thanks for getting my permission.” WTMFH is that all about? Since when are we to be talked to like children over a walkie where the whole friggen building can hear it?! Damn.

So, when I try to talk to her about it. I got the “Talk to the hand” signal and the phrase, “I’ll talk to you guys later.” She’s all in a tantrum huff. Nice. Dis’n your peeps! MEOW!!!!!!!!

So my buddy’s looking at leaving days to apply for the second shift UC spot just to move up in the world and get away from the impending love triangle drama that will likely ensue. Yeah, my old UC on the girls unit used to date my current UC. Can you see where the drama is coming into play? This sucks! When she cheated on my old UC on the girls unit, they didn’t do a very good job being professional about the whole ordeal. Now the current love birds are in positions that if I piss one off, the other, no matter professional they claim they’re trying to be while at work, might just decide to mess with me too.

Again, I’m clinging onto the hope that I will get into that other job position off the units. I am wary of the spoonfuls of shit handed out periodically. I feel frustrated more and more lately due to the fact that people put up so many fronts for faces in higher places. They know how to look good just long enough to manipulate someone into a position they’re jockeying for. It bites to think that honest people are swept aside for the ass munching butt munchers who are dating the infields. Yah know what I mean? May the best person for the job be selected! Is that too much to ask for?

Tammolly ~Grumbling



...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…