Alright....so about Finley's ankle & my job. I realize it is really long, but I'd like some feedback
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I hadn't heard back from my boss on Thursday and it was reaching 5:15pm....the shop closes at 5:30. I wasn't sure if she was going to call me back when it closed or if I should call her (I waited because I knew they were really busy all day). So, I call her letting her know that I couldn't make it in yesterday (Friday) for the entire day, but I could make it in for the morning, I just had to leave at 11:45am to take Finley to his 1:00pm orthopedic surgeon appointment. She was PISSED......
She couldn't understand why Finley couldn't take a cab. I told her I didn't think it would be fair to Finley, the cabbie won't come inside to help him get off the couch & get dressed, and I felt like I needed to be there with him.
She asked where the orthopedic surgeon's office was and I told her I didn't know. I wasn't sure if it was in this town or the next, and I didn't know the name of the office. She told me something sounded very off and things weren't adding up. She was accusing me of lying, apparently. I told her I didn't ask where it was or the name of it at the time because it wasn't important to me....I wanted to know what they told Finley they were going to do to him tomorrow.....I felt as though that was more important, and I'd find out where we were headed when the time came...no big deal?
She was really pissed and she said she'd have the kennel manager call me back, so she could tell me how she flipped the schedule around. I guess that was her way of saying "Fine, you win."?
About 20 minutes later I get a call back from my boss saying that since we aren't going down to Phoenix for the Pet Expo on Saturday, then she will just switch all of my dogs over to Saturday. I said that is fine, but I don't want to be there all day because Finley needs help. I can't work aaaall day and leave Finley to fend for himself right now...he's in a lot of pain, needs constant icing, needs food. He can't stand for long periods of time because the swelling in his ankle is really bad - he needs to keep it elevated.
So, the kennel manager calls me back (my boss had left) and tells me my boss said I could just come in in the morning (Friday) and still have Saturday off. I asked her what dogs my boss had left on my schedule, and she says...."2 Cockapoos, 1 Standard Poodle, and 1 Maltese." So then I tell her no way I can finish all those dogs in 3 hours. She says, "What do you mean? Vicki said you had to leave the shop at 1pm."
Oh man....now I was even more pissed. My boss lied to the kennel manager and told her that I was leaving the shop at 1pm....after I told my boss MULTIPLE times that I absolutely had to leave at 11:45 - BECAUSE FINLEY'S APPOINTMENT IS AT 1pm. Arggg. I told her multiple times because over the phone we pretty much had the same conversation, multiple times.
So, the kennel manager told me not to worry about anything my boss says and that she is really fumingly pissed right now. She said we'd get through the morning as best as we can. I told her I was leaving right at 11:45am...putting my shears down, and walking out the door. She said that was fine.
The morning (Friday) was stressful. I finished the 2 (very matted & biting) Cockapoos, then the Maltese. I couldn't finish the 2 Bichon mix bath dogs (traded out the Standard Poodle). I left at 11:50am. One of my co workers told me that my boss was still so pissed that morning and was ready to just fire me. Why? Because I have an emergency situation?
We get to Finley's appointment and he definitely needs surgery. He has to go back next Thursday at 11am to see if the swelling has gone down in his ankle (its really really bad), then if it has he will have surgery on Friday. If his swelling hasn't gone down, then his surgery is on Monday.
Right then and there I knew I had to take days off of work...and since my boss was already sooooo pissed that I've taken days off when this first happened, she'd be even more pissed and not understanding that I need to take days off when he's having his surgery. I'd have to take a Thursday off, then a Friday if he's having his surgery that day, if so then I'd have to take that Saturday off as well. If his surgery is on Monday, then I'm still taking that Thursday off, the following Monday, and Tuesday. So...that's 3 more days off.
So, I talked with my 3 co workers (whom I trust and they all feel the same way about Vicki that I do)....and they agreed that she'd probably just fire me if I asked for more days off (keep in mind I get 4 sick days and 5 days paid vacation a year now that I'm on salary). With this broken ankle stuff and all of the salary pay stuff.....I felt it was best to come and get my grooming tools, then call Vicki on Saturday (today) and tell her exactly why I've left. My co workers all agreed.
I was planning on leaving the shop anyway. I've been thinking about it since she put me on salary. So, with the salary stuff stacked up (getting paid to groom 5-6 dogs a day, when I really groom 7-8 dogs a day)...and now this emergency situation....my boss just showed her "colors" even more and it was a big push to me leaving. I finally had some guts and just did it. I'm scared, but I know everything will be okay.
I'm planning on going to Petco tonight to see if the manager is there, and if I can get in for an interview. If things don't pan on at Petco, then I know of another shop here in town that is hiring....even though I'd prefer not to work for them (had a weird experience when they were going to hire me as a bather before I went off to groom school last spring).
My one co worker (and really great friend, she also trained me) is planning to leave as well. She's been working at the shop for 6-7 years and said when Vicki bought it 3 or so years ago, it just started to go downhill. I mean, the shop has a ton of clients and people are happy bringing their dogs to us....but the boss is just not the type of person who you want to work for. She just doesn't show any appreciation to her employees.