I need to find a new home. It's past time.
The thing that frightens me about that is that I feel very uncertain about the job. I had another run in with that coworker the other day, and since our other issues found their way to the general manager's ear, I have no doubt that this one will too. I have witnesses, and I told Poo right away what happened, but I do not have faith that I will come out smelling rosey even though I didn't do anything wrong. I think it angers me most of all that the GM hears about these things. Petty power struggles between two individuals that should be working together, who's job descriptions are completely different, but reliant in many ways upon each other. They shouldn't be happening, they shouldn't be bothering the GM. She's a busy lady and we aren't even management. It's unprofessional.
If this were my only problem there, I would pass it off as a clash between us two. But simple projects that should take two days, stretch into four. Or, they don't get completed. Or I try to schedule and plan and the supervisors start without consulting me. Management? encourages it in many ways with their "right now whatever it takes" attitude. And I keep reminding myself that "If you don't have time to do it right, when are you going to have time to fix it?"
I want to be successful there. I want to do it right. My frustrations are pushing me into an unhealthy level of apathy that I don't care for. I push paper around. I try to get people paid (accounts payable is too busy to pay my bills, when they haven't lost them completely). I try to keep track of things that are encased in people's heads. I try to keep track of projects that people start around me. And it's frustrating. And disheartening.
I stay for the sake of Poo.