Employee relations

2024 Author: James Gerald | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 14:00

It all started over four years ago. I, then still a student of the philology department, decided that I really wanted to work on the radio, and therefore, having thought it over carefully, I tried to fulfill my cherished desire. At that time, there were four stations in our provincial town, so there were enough places to unfold our banners. Having weighed all the pros and cons, I decided to try my hand at the recently opened radio. To my surprise, I got through. Why surprise? I explain.

In the capital, in the mid-90s, the stations were like cockroaches in the kitchen, and in small towns this media was only gaining momentum. Everyone on the air, whether he was a news anchor or a DJ, was recognizable by their first words. There were dozens of letters, and there were also plenty of people willing to "pay their respects in person."

Work made me happy

I met a whole group of interesting, purposeful people. It was safe to say that we are a team. No, I'm not saying that everything was so cloudless work relations developed well. There were, of course, quarrels and scrapes, there was a "merging" of unwanted ones, but then it did not concern me. I was in favor. I still didn’t understand that it’s impossible to be a favorite all the time.

New boss

The new chief, having come to power with our help, completely forgot about his promises, and began to build the airwaves in the way that only he considered necessary. No objections were accepted. And in general, all your thoughts, sitting on the air, must be forgotten. No amateur performances. And to make it "easier" to work, tips were posted. They were probably intended for those "who are from an armored train." Every word was accurately written on large white sheets of paper, and after a couple of weeks the broadcast studio was like a laundry: information "sheets" were everywhere. The first one who was outraged by such innovations was me. A little later, I also stood up for a friend who for six months conducted the broadcasts himself, painted playlists himself, and worked on the musical design of the radio. What is called a "shvets, and a reaper, and a gamer on the pipe". The man tried sincerely, day and night on the radio. His mother, once calling the studio, asked: "Is the son at home?"

Then they began to suppress my creative independence and individuality in my work. What was once welcomed and encouraged has now become "illegal". I must admit that I was confused after this work relations … 4 years ago, having come to the radio, this man taught me to be unique, recognizable, to have my own style of broadcasting, and now … When the conversation with the editor took place, he threatened to turn into a real squabble. In the heat of the moment, I said that I would work the way it was before, and I do not want to turn into a cog in the car. To which the answer came: if not the way I want, then it means that you will not work at all. I agreed. Then I realized that this is not the end, this is only the beginning.

When growth stops, the end is near. I struck myself off the schedule and started looking for a new job. But it was not there. In an instant, our director rushed in and very tactfully began to explain that we both got excited, that we had to stay, otherwise where would the radio be without me. The editor himself was not capable of such a conversation. I stayed, but when I received an offer to become the editor of a new newspaper, I did not refuse. I was not forgiven for my new position. However, my new job was not the only reason for the bosses' teeth grinding. I managed to work on television. People began to recognize me on the streets. Calls have become even more frequent. They didn’t forgive me for such success.

Slowly but surely they began to "etch" me out of the ethers. At first, their number gradually grew from five to four, then to three, then to two … Objectively speaking, I did not have any special complaints about the quality of the broadcast. But the always gloomy boss stopped greeting, making any comments about the broadcast at all, I was simply IGNORED. However, in this attitude to my work, there were huge advantages. I broadcast the broadcast as I saw fit. No, it was not bad, it was just not as impersonal as the new editor demanded.

But having decided that a year and a half of torment for him is quite enough, and it’s time for me to finally change my place of work, I decided to leave. I was not the only "victim" of my boss's madness. Already a couple of people have gone through the process of testing the nervous system. But as long as you know how it happens from the words of others, you, in fact, do not know anything. But all my friends are alive and well today. So it remains to be seen who was lucky.

After giving the last broadcast on the radio, I gathered my best friends, we had a great time with a bottle of wine and cakes. So many kind words addressed to me were said that the tears did not have time to dry. This greatly brightened my departure. After all, it is important for a woman not to keep everything inside herself, but to speak out, share grief, and then a mountain from her shoulders.

Job loss

Especially the loss of your favorite job is stressful. But stress isn't always a bad thing. I left not what I loved, but what day after day became less and less dear, loved. Most importantly, after all these relations in the work collective, I do not blame anyone and for anything, I sympathize with the one who has not forgiven me my own talents, but his own dullness. Why be sad? For me, this is bad, but for the former (if you only knew with what pleasure I write this word) my boss, my worries are worthless. I find a lot of pleasant things in what happened: now I can lie around until 10-11 in the morning, and not rush at full steam through the whole city by 6 in the morning, to the ether, tearing my eyes on the go and gathering my thoughts into a bundle.

In my life I use one rule that I heard many years ago: "even in the most negative there is one positive moment - a person accumulates invaluable experience." And psychologists are generally inclined to believe that an event is neither negative nor positive, but the way we decorate it ourselves.

So now I know how I have to leave my favorite job. But, to be honest, I would not want to go through all this again.