Work is for the weak
Work situation that I really don't know how to deal with. At the jail there are platoons (who work together on the same schedule all the time) and day staff (those who are there 8-5 Monday through Friday). Day staff tends to be employees who've been there for a long time. They've earned the right to have jobs with lots of responsibility that doesn't include working the floors. I'm so very cool with that. They've put in the years. They have the experience.
What do you do, though, when one of those people (or multiple people) actively hates you? Like, there are two officers that, no matter how I try to be nice to them (and damn it, I'm a ray of freaking sunshine that can get along with child molesters, so two damn women should be easy), they find something I do to criticize. Today it was because I took a hair band from a girl on the floor. And one of them commented that she'd just have to go and read the inmate handbook to see who was right - me or her.
FOR REAL???? Never mind that I was trained to do things a certain way and they haven't been through that training in 20 years! (Incidentally, my lieutenant, who outranks them, said I was right.)
Another officer gave me the "zip it" hand movement when I asked a question. I was pleasant, but I told another officer about it, and she made me tell lieutenant. Lieutenant was not happy. Like I told LT, I was having a brain fart and was trying to tell the officer that, but she wouldn't let me get it out. LT said it didn't matter what kind of brain fart I was having, there was no call for her to act like that toward me.
What's frustrating is that I know how to deal with the inmates on something like that. They're my subordinates. Fellow officers are a different thing. You have to measure words. You have to watch what you say. And I've got to figure out confrontation in *that* situation. I hate being nonconfrontational sometimes.
(I guess next time the first two officers - who always travel in a pair - say something snippy, I'll just go ahead and walk off. No more attempting to talk to them and play nice. The other one I'll ask to please address me with some respect, as there's no call for treating me like an inmate. Which was what LT told me to do. *sigh*)
Work situation that I really don't know how to deal with. At the jail there are platoons (who work together on the same schedule all the time) and day staff (those who are there 8-5 Monday through Friday). Day staff tends to be employees who've been there for a long time. They've earned the right to have jobs with lots of responsibility that doesn't include working the floors. I'm so very cool with that. They've put in the years. They have the experience.
What do you do, though, when one of those people (or multiple people) actively hates you? Like, there are two officers that, no matter how I try to be nice to them (and damn it, I'm a ray of freaking sunshine that can get along with child molesters, so two damn women should be easy), they find something I do to criticize. Today it was because I took a hair band from a girl on the floor. And one of them commented that she'd just have to go and read the inmate handbook to see who was right - me or her.
FOR REAL???? Never mind that I was trained to do things a certain way and they haven't been through that training in 20 years! (Incidentally, my lieutenant, who outranks them, said I was right.)
Another officer gave me the "zip it" hand movement when I asked a question. I was pleasant, but I told another officer about it, and she made me tell lieutenant. Lieutenant was not happy. Like I told LT, I was having a brain fart and was trying to tell the officer that, but she wouldn't let me get it out. LT said it didn't matter what kind of brain fart I was having, there was no call for her to act like that toward me.
What's frustrating is that I know how to deal with the inmates on something like that. They're my subordinates. Fellow officers are a different thing. You have to measure words. You have to watch what you say. And I've got to figure out confrontation in *that* situation. I hate being nonconfrontational sometimes.
(I guess next time the first two officers - who always travel in a pair - say something snippy, I'll just go ahead and walk off. No more attempting to talk to them and play nice. The other one I'll ask to please address me with some respect, as there's no call for treating me like an inmate. Which was what LT told me to do. *sigh*)
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