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Memories of a Job Manifested

I recently wrote a story about a job that I had imagined having when I would pass the building and then getting that job a few years later. It was the highest paying job I had ever had and it was a job that went into with very little experience. I was comfortable with the computer, so entering data was no problem for me. I worked in the purchasing department and I guess I must have been doing pretty well because the secretary that I was helping seemed threatened by me.

I learned a lot while working at that company. They build CNC fabricators, plasma cutting machines, which are larger than the Spirit (I like that name) from Kaliburn, and hydraulic portable presses, just to name a few. I learned how to use the old computer system and the new system in several different departments. One of them was the engineering department. But what I loved the best was being a customer service rep. I only had one complainer, but I liked him. I loved his southern accent and anyway, he was always nice to me.

The company, which opened in 1907, just recently celebrated their 100th anniversary. It’s been around 10 years since I’ve been there. Sometimes it doesn’t seem that long ago while other times it seems even longer. I’ve read that they have added some new machines to what they’ve been building.

The manager of the returned goods department atarted to train me for his position for when he retired. He would stand behind me while I was sitting at my desk on the phone with a customer. He was so annoying. I told him that I would go with him to the returned goods department when I was finished with what I was doing. He was impatient and rude.

I finally told my boss that I didn’t want him training me anymore. Nobody was interested. When I finally had the time to go with him, I’d go there and get sleepy. How boring! There was so many returned parts that we had to go through and I was falling asleep standing up. That’s another reason I didn’t want the job. So, I went back to my desk and got back to the work that I enjoyed.