WS, we once had a guy - officially in charge of HR policies - who would go in and change the files that outlined policy ... but not ever tell anyone until they ran up against one of his revised policies. He'd say that the files were there for anyone to read ... thankfully, he's not here any more.
'Serenity'
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Sounds like they're handling this badly.
Thankfully it is just the one supervisor. The wacky thing is, if I went to her supervisor about the lack of communication, for all the regional director is a very empathetic woman whom I adore working for, I'd still get "Company policy is ... but company policy is... " rather than a resolution of the real problem. Of course, with the regional director I could say, "Did I not find my own replacements at the other two houses with no problems when I was out with my back injury? OK, so now we know I know both to do it and how to do it. Yet there is a problem with that house. Pretty sure it isn't me. I'm not the one who acts like my behavior is bizarre when I go asking people to pick up shifts which aren't listed on the sign-up sheet. And I can totally see that, from my coworkers' perspective - deviating from the accepted pattern of behavior looks shifty. Especially when out of one side of their mouths the bosses are preaching "no overtime, no overtime" and out of the other side of their mouths it's "overtime for everyone cuz we can't find anyone to hire." So the sign-up sheet for open shifts gets posted by the supervisor and approved. But if my requests don't go on the sign-up sheet, how can anyone know they're approved to work overtime for me? They think I'm doing something wrong.
In addition to the awesome Cosmo news, the kitty I picked up last night, thinking it was Cosmo turned out to indeed have a microchip and CosmoNot (who is really Bella) is happily reunited with HER owner, a nice lady who was very happy to see HER kitty.
I feel like I've been smoking the world's most excellent happy weed all day long. I'm so blissed out.
Kitties in the right places.
Two for two on humane cat trapping - nice!
I felt like The Crocodile Hunter or something. I read a LOT on luring animals into traps this week.
Research: it always, always is a valuable life skill.
That is wonderful, Strix. Bella is a lucky kitty that she was fostered by you while her family was found.
This is my first vacation without Hubby. It sucks. We'd be planning on runs up to the city to poke around or a visit to the Dinosaur Museum. But that ain't happening. I have to keep talking myself down from a panic attack as my subconscious discovers a new thing that I have to do on my own. Yay for things smacking me out of left field.
I've made many plans for deep organizing and cleaning out. I've got to remember to actually give myself vacation, not just a shift in Things I have To Do.
And I still have to schedule and go through that cataract surgery that got put off.
do some local stuff - like see a movie in the middle of the day. Is there a nice hotel nearby? schedule a night there with a pool and a nice meal
Ok the last is what I want to do - by myself.