As many of you know, I took a job for a huge property recently. The job turned out to have been heinously misrepresented, but it was a job and I figured I could stick with it until something else came along. The Project Manager that hired me had met my requests and offered me a dollar more per hour than I asked for.
if you've been following this thread then you know how horrible the property is and a small portion of my personal issues with the property. I've been struggling with balancing out the need to have an income with my social, professional and personal ethics, mores and responsibilities.
After having what I thought was a constructive discussion with the Project Manager yesterday, I arrived at work this morning, not bright eyed and bushy tailed, but at least in a better frame of mind than usual.
And then something happened that made up my mind for me and I quit today.
As soon as I clocked in the Maintenance Supervisor handed me the prepay oncall phone and told me "Bert (Project Manager) says you're on call this week. No arguments and he doesn't care about what was agreed on when you got hired."
I just smiled and pulled their keys out of my pocket, dropped them on his desk and turned to go.
He said "Now hold on, Jon. Don't go away mad."
"I'm not mad, I'm just going, Jim. It's nothing against you, and I'm sorry about this, but I will not do on-call out here. It's a half hour drive and then I'm supposed to go search for parts in the middle of the night? No way."
"I told Bert you'd quit if he did this."
"Well, now he knows you're right. It was part of the reason I agreed to come work here; no oncall. It was nice working with you Jim. Good luck."
"Hey, it was good working with you too, buddy. Good luck to you."
Then there was some discussion outside with the other new guy (Mr. Anonymous news guy
) while I waited for one of the other guys to move so I could get the coupe out. He's expecting a phone call about a new job today about 10:00.
I still feel obligated to do something to get the Health Department and any other housing related agency out there that I can. It's reprehensible that people are living in those conditions.
if you've been following this thread then you know how horrible the property is and a small portion of my personal issues with the property. I've been struggling with balancing out the need to have an income with my social, professional and personal ethics, mores and responsibilities.
After having what I thought was a constructive discussion with the Project Manager yesterday, I arrived at work this morning, not bright eyed and bushy tailed, but at least in a better frame of mind than usual.
And then something happened that made up my mind for me and I quit today.
As soon as I clocked in the Maintenance Supervisor handed me the prepay oncall phone and told me "Bert (Project Manager) says you're on call this week. No arguments and he doesn't care about what was agreed on when you got hired."
I just smiled and pulled their keys out of my pocket, dropped them on his desk and turned to go.
He said "Now hold on, Jon. Don't go away mad."
"I'm not mad, I'm just going, Jim. It's nothing against you, and I'm sorry about this, but I will not do on-call out here. It's a half hour drive and then I'm supposed to go search for parts in the middle of the night? No way."
"I told Bert you'd quit if he did this."
"Well, now he knows you're right. It was part of the reason I agreed to come work here; no oncall. It was nice working with you Jim. Good luck."
"Hey, it was good working with you too, buddy. Good luck to you."
Then there was some discussion outside with the other new guy (Mr. Anonymous news guy
) while I waited for one of the other guys to move so I could get the coupe out. He's expecting a phone call about a new job today about 10:00. I still feel obligated to do something to get the Health Department and any other housing related agency out there that I can. It's reprehensible that people are living in those conditions.
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