I had a cages deliveries today. Cages were bloody heavy and tail lift had a quite big bump you had to go through between tailift sufrace and ramp, some stupid invention I never seen before. I and two shop guys had really big trouble to move cages over that (especially, that there were no front or back wall in these cages, so everything wanted to tip off).
The shop manager (a young scottish lass (is that good word? )) came and started to â â â â us off with a smart advices like âpush hereâ âpull thereâ, but mostly âwhat the â â â â you are doingâ âyou are doing it all wrongâ etc.
The shop guys asked her to help us with one particularly heavy cage and she and some other she-shop worker managed to move it out of the tail lift. They told her âsee, itâs not so easy as you think, so maybe instead of moaning you will help usâ. She turned up her management skills and told âbut itâs not your job, itâs up to driver to drop cages off the lorryâ. Off course, if there is something hard to do, blame the driver and ask him to do all job.
I told her âI am only an agency driver, but in transport office is a poster, that if cage is too heavy for one man to move, itâs too heavy and should be splitted in two. So OK, if you want me to do my job properly, Iâll take the rest of heavy cages back to depot and I ask them to split them in two, so you can be sure that driver, whoâll came here in Monday will have no problems with unloading your staffâ.
Oh, how â â â â â â off she was
Suddenly the two guys recieved a sharp reprimend for their behavior and they helped me with a rest of their cages.
Some time after that I recieved phone call from agency âYou delivered wrong stuff, stop and wait for phone call from the transport officeâ. I had to call them to call me back and then they told me âNo, you didnât did nothing wrong, itâs just a shop manager messed arroundâ.
I wonder if she tried to report me for wrong delivery, or she was just a stupid cow?