Been a long time coming, finally came to an end this morning. Damn near 4 years at this factory, they beat the care outta me a long time ago. Last place tried like hell for over 27 years but I never caved, I cared until the end. For the last two years I've only been doing what I'm told, putting the hours in and collecting a paycheck.
I've been cheating myself. At the start of this year I decided I want my life back.
I was only in this maintenance gang 40 days when 4 outta 6 went out on sick leave, only two were legit. Us two remaining covered three shifts, seven days/ week for three months, not one person ever said thanks for steppin' up. Nobody ever questioned the SL scammers, plant manager actually called 'em his 'frequent fliers'. I shoulda berkeleying known then. I've routinely worked 4 weeks straight before a day off, came in whenever they called for 12's or doubles. Ate a ton 'o E36 M3 too that wasn't mine, they'll throw you under a rock just to watch ya crawl out from underneath just for the sport of it. There's plenty, plenty more... I could write a berkeleying book on this zoo.
Job search was dry for months then a couple relative trade jobs came up, I applied. Meantime, outta nowhere the facility manager from a job I interviewed for six plus months ago called to see if I was still interested. Hell yea. Second interview went well and I took the job on the spot. Paperwork and background checks ensued. Yesterday I received my tentative start date... in seven days. I would normally provide two weeks notice. A buddy left there a month ago and used one week plus his remaining week vacation. That was my plan... at first.
I'd have a short week anyway w/ my start date, talked w/ my boss this morning about it, she wasn't crazy about it. They could cover it as they pulled two outta our gang and put 'em in production, they put 'em back in the shop for vacations or special projects so they ain't hurtin at all. I reminded her about the SL coverage, SL scammers, coming in whenever they called no questions asked... yea, I berkeleyin' stepped up... well above and beyond. I fell in the trap of "ya got a good horse, run 'em".
I needed some time to get things done around here before the start date and winter is coming on fast, no time for nothing as this old workplace has forever owned my ass, not good for my health at all either. Debated all night to do 'what's right' but in the end decided I'd resign on the spot, no lookin' back. Admitted, I had a lot of resentment of eating E36 M3 for four years that brought me to this decision.
Told the new boss I'd be there for the start date and that I had resigned. He wasn't overly concerned about my resignation although he could be.
Signed my exit papers, loaded my stuff up and got the berkeley out.