thefemalepostie wrote:I have been with the wonderful
Royal Mail for six weeks now and to be honest I have never known such a life draining, depressing and unprofessional place to work.
The posties on the whole have been wonderful and helpful whenever I have asked a question no matter how stupid it was. But management take things to a whole new level that I never thought I would see in this day and age. I am treated appallingly by them and if I dare to ask a question on how to do something (that I have never been told how to do) I am treated like a leper!
I slipped yesterday when out on delivery, muddled through the rest of the walk, with a jarred back and hip and saw the emergency dr late afternoon (drop in centre) who asked how it happened. I explained what had happened (slipped on someone's marble front door step whilst delivering), and he said I hope you have put it in the accident book at work. I had to admit that no I hadn't as no one has told me any procedures about this and I assumed it was my own fault for not being more careful when it was raining. This was my first time on this walk so didn't have a clue about this step before hand. I have been diagnosed with pulled muscles, so deep heat and ibuprofen will get me through it within the next few days hopefully. Surely for a new starter things like reporting accidents in the accident book should be pointed out on your first day.
I dread going into work most days as the hostile atmosphere makes it an unbearable place to work. I do not sleep well unless it is my day off the next day. What price is my life worth? The money is good-ish compared to other part time jobs, but what good is the money when you have no life other than the constant dread of going into this place.
New starters are treated like 4th class workers, we are thrown in at the deep end and it really is sink or swim with equal amounts of bullying thrown in for good measure.
My family have this weekend told me that since I started at RM I am a different person (and not in a good way). They want me to leave as soon as possible as they do not like the person I am becoming. My kids mean the world to me, and even they have said your not the fun bubbly mum you were before. All you do is sleep and work now. This broke my heart this weekend.
I feel a failure that I couldn't make it work, but the managers have drained the good out of me and left me a shell of what I used to be. I have been offered another job by a neighbour. It's less hours and less money, but is school hours and won't be pressured to work over, or told that I am slow (give me a break I have only been there 6 weeks!!). What price is a quality of life eh? Things will be tight, but at least I will do right by my family and you can't get their childhoods back!
Sorry to ramble on, but needed to share how I felt with people who understand what RM does to people. My resignation will be going in tomorrow morning.
