I'm coming up on 14 years of experience in my field, and I feel like because I like to have fun at work and joke around while we work, I don't get treated like an adult. I'm 37. I work circles around some people and I feel like I leave it all on the field every day. I help everyone, I do just about anything they ask, I help get new people up to speed, I come in early often, I don't come in high.. you get the picture.
So my manager has like a year of on the job experience and is just about the worst manager I've ever had. Nothing is ever good enough and I'm always "wrong". I've tried standing up for myself, and I've tried letting it roll off my back. Neither approach solves any of my problems.
Today, my manager waylaid my team member on a break and asked her what I do back there. I'm never not doing stuff and everyone but my manager sees it and knows it. I'm the type of worker that you don't have to worry about.
So I text the manager after she left and asked if she had a problem with my work. Of course not! I'm gods gift to bread! Blah blah blah...
She calls my teammate after hours and discusses why I have a problem.. doesn't ask me why I am upset. Instead I'm the asshole for standing up for myself.
There's a guy I work with that is basically checked out and refuses to make decisions or small talk. He's a good worker though. He told me one day that I should just turn off my brain and do what management says no matter how stupid and just let the pieces fall where they may. I'm trying. I really am. But the leftist in me is screaming at me to stand up and try to fix it. It's against my nature to prostrate myself to people like this. My new strategy is to turn my brain off and just be a soulless husk of a man at work who just keeps his head down and isn't friendly toward anyone. I'm only going to talk about work and work related stuff.
It's hard to do and it's so lonely! I have to listen to the same garbage music every day hear the same "working hard or hardly working" jokes every day and eat the same bowl of shit every day because the management doesn't pay any attention to the yahoos they pull off the street to do this job that should realistically have some training. It's a daily shit show and me and a couple of people have to "deep state" fix everything behind managements back while they chortle at the wine bar and take credit for all the fires we put out.
I should just quit, right?
My job is recession proof, it pays pretty well and on a good day, I enjoy it. I'm also hitting that age where I'm slowing down a bit and I don't know how to do anything else. I live at least 25 minutes from towns where jobs are, and they all would be a significant pay cut. I'm scared of the trump economy and rolling the dice on a different job.
I've had a different boss for just about every 9 months or so that I've been at my job. Its a very rewarding position with lots of opportunities and great things like meeting all sorts of people, but it is severely lacking in a major structure and in benefits that I'm coming to realize I need desperately. I am a professional at work but like you also said, because of how much management turns over, and that management always being pretty hands off, I'm beginning to feel like I'm plateauing and stagnating when now more than ever, because of the economy and my parent's and partner's failing health and so much else, I need to be rising up and being a bread winner. IDK, this shit just starts to feel more suckish and I just want to slack off more and more as the responsibilities get higher but less and less becomes concrete in the future.
tl;dr management delenda est,
Management turnover sucks for a lot of reasons, but the worst for me personally is that every time it happens, it basically restarts my own clock of how people view my experience. My 14 years mean nothing because this new person wasn't there for it.
I spend so much time putting in the work and then the person that saw it all quits. Then I have to ingratiate myself to some new asshole that doesn't necessarily deserve to be above me in the chain. It's just a rotating door of PMC douches who don't even know about bread, but they have a nice haircut and a polo shirt and a piece of paper from Fuddruckers university saying they deserve to make more money than me.