Am I right about this?

Dang Cookie, does the DM know all this? Did you call the company HR dept. about what was happening?

My wife worked at the same place for 3 years before we were married. Got married moved out of state for a few years & then moved back. She got her old job back & they were happy she was back. 6 months down the road the VP changed & her supervisor changed. After 6 months of Hell she stopped showing up. 2 months later the company got ride of her supervisor & VP.

I would have walked out as well & if you ask me you did the right thing. You are old enough that your/our generation knows how to work & is just the kind of employee most companies need.

That is why I told corporate America, they could take my degrees, awards, honours, copywrites, and shove it up their collective places we really are out of place openly discussing in front of "gentle" people. I also told them to practice physical anatomical impossible acts in front of their respective spouses who really did not know them anyway.
I "threw" it away. It is like taking garbage out and having the truck haul it away. Gone, done Badda Bing, Badda Boom.
Yeah, it was scarey, yeah, I went through some dramatic lifestyle changes, lived with a little discomfort, even became an Exotic Dancer, and an Escort!
What did I really throw away? The ability to be frustrated to the point where my life is spent wishing I was elsewhere? Doing other things? How about saying, if only?
The bank owned everything, I just paid their interest. The company owned me, they only gave me enough to return the next day. And then the games.
Today, I went into MY shop, turned on MY tools, worked untill my fingers almost fell off, fixing jewelery for MY customers, fixing silver, gold, setting diamonds, repairing the impossible, dealing with lunatics, fending off the insane, helping my wife deal with lunatics that gather at MY shop.
Today, I fixed jewelery for the psychos that affiliate with the most bizarre ethnic callings that gather in the south. We even had Dianetics whackos, and Hari-Krishnas, with rednecks, crackers, Klansmen, Bubba, Drag Queens, Hulk Hogan came to the shop last sunday, I got Gloria Estephan to sing Karoake in the country bar two booths over.
It is indees the Matrix. Cookie, take the red pill and take on all comers. Your work is good enough.
Do you think I knew what the heck I was doing on my first day in the shop? Heck no. I just made sure it came out all right, even if I had to replace the ring. That first job, a simple ring resize took four hours when it was a ten minute job. Today I could do five in twenty minutes, set three diamonds, fix five neclaces, and pretend I am not even sweating, which I do profusely. I look like I slept in the car last night.
But, I am doing that for ME, in MY shop, for MY family. If it goes wrong, it is my mistake, and I fixx it. No one has to give me that corporate political correct crap
I even caught an huge cockroach, deep fat fried it, and I am going to cast it in silver. Next weekend, I am going to perform doing Karoake at that redneck joint two booths down the isle, the are paying me, I am still repairing jewelery, and people from there that would not look at a long hair Indian will come to my shop.
Today, I had an autograph session in the afternoon. People are bringing their old album covers, and I am signing them. I even got to sign autographs on two ladies, if front of their husbands in interesting spots, while I was repairing jewelery I did not know how to repair. Their husbands gave me tips!, and work to do.
Cookie, all you have to do, is Love what you do, Keep doing it, Do it better than anyone else, and show up no matter what.
Security is an illusion. You do not get luck, you make luck.
You could always kick Ole Green Teeth right in the knee!
Women get away with more than men, if I could do it, so can you.

In my company the only way to get fired "on the spot" is by telling a lie. I would have kept my job and got her fired, but that's me.

Cookie, you are definately doing better than I did. A long time ago, back when Caldors was still a store, I had a manager. He was an hotshot college no experience egotrip with legs. He did not consider people skills an asset and administered without prejudice.
I was explaining the operation of a camera I was familiar with. He kept butting in and embarassing me in front of the customer. I warned him to back down, he kept getting more and more insistant. He got bolder, he was very short, and was a wimpy geek.
I warned him, and warned him. I finally had enough and picked him up by the tie, and his belt, turned him upside down and stuffed him into the garbage can. I then proceeded to sell the camera.
I got fired.
The customer filed a report that I was being harrased beyond durability. She insisted the manager got remedial action.
I stayed fired.
Actually, I was pretty proud of myslef. I stuffed him so hard into the garbage can he could not just wiggle free. I left him there, head in, feet out. He finally fell over, and a customer went behind the counter and popped him out.
It was a waist high, galvanized garbage can, and I stuffed him hard.
I also had an officer, back when I was out of basic, and headed for AIT. He was getting in our faces, fresh out of OCS, and just ordering people around.
He was standing directly behind a garbage truck getting ready to dump. I tried to keep interrupting the important whatever it was he was saying, and he kept reminding me I was only a recruit.
The load landed directly on top of him. We just left. He got severely injured by the weight of the garbage. Oh well.
Hang in there Cookie. When it gets too much, there are always alternatives. Just not their way.

Hey Cookie

Trust your instincts when it comes to jobs! I agree with Doc. The only thing I miss about my old job is the paycheck. Other than that, I never regretted walking out that door after 26yrs. of micromanaging and politics. Even though I am still unemployed, I am very happy. When I get bored I will go back to work. It is more important to love what you do and enjoy doing it. In my case, my job was taken away from me and given to someone else. I was given the crap jobs so the new girl on the block wouldn't have to do them. I didn't agree with the new management, nor did I like her. She treated me like crap for too long. I knew she wasn't going anywhere, so I had no other choice. Even though I loved my job, I decided I can take my skills and experience elsewhere. Somewhere where I feel appreciated and I enjoy what I do. I would do it again in a heart beat! If I had to do it all over again, I would have done it sooner! What I'm trying to say, is that I don't think you would be happy where you are. You deserve something better and it's waiting for you out there. Don't settle for second best. Hang in there until you find the right job for YOU!

Another thing I have learned over the years. The JOB needs YOU! YOU do not need them! Take your time and be selective when looking and accepting another job.

Thanks, all.
If anyone is still interested, I just found out this morning that I am the new Manager of "The United Colors of Benetton" another high end clothing outlet about 4 doors down from my last job (if you want to call it that). It was almost too easy! Had a great interview and the DM said if my references checked out it was a go. Apparently the 3 people I listed as my references still love me 'cause this morning I got the call, I'm hired. Same pay as my last *ahem* job, more than the previous job (when I told him what my ending salary at Bass was, he said "I can't believe that's all they paid you after 5 years! We will pay you more.") It's a small, low volume store that needs a strong manager to make the Numbers happen again. Right up my alley! I made a brief visit to the store and all that location needs is stronger customer service, and I'm all over that.
Only downside is I have to train for a week in Lenox mall in Atlanta, a 1 1/2 hour drive from here IF there's no traffic, and there always is. I will have to get up at about 4:30 in the morning to get out of here by 5:30, to get there by 8:00. Now, that's seriously cutting into my cocktail hour, but I can do it!
Here we go again, but I really feel good about this one. There are no power hungry, intimidating B's at this job (I AM the supervisor, we will grow as a team) and I'm not in over my head. No place to go but up.
Thanks all, for your support and good wishes,

cookie

You're Welcome! It all works out for the best. Atta a GIRL! I hope I will be able to do the same when I start looking for another job. Wish me luck when the time is right.

way to go cookie! keep us posted how things are going.

kim