Here’s the simple answer, and official statement, for those of you who want to know.
I quit because someone had turned in stuff from twitter and facebook that store management was questioning me about. The majority of it was from stuff or about stuff that happened when I wasn’t even there, punched in, dressed in my Meijer clothes. The store director said even tho it was not at Meijer it was still “conduct unbecoming” a Meijer employee. She is a miserable woman who’s worked for Meijer for 40 years. If you want an idea of what I was told was “conduct unbecoming” check out this post, everyone I know agreed that it was hilarious, not unbecoming. That happened at a different Meijer than where I worked, on my off time, and I don’t think it’s nearly as outrageous and panty-twisting as she made it out to be. Part of the question was that I’d put it up on the Internet “for everyone to see!”. Well, duh! That’s what the Internet is for! So in that meeting I made the usual obsequious apologies for things, admitted some kind of wrong-doing, etc. But… what I did wasn’t wrong or incorrect, I was simply living my life as I’d always had.
(As a side note to the gas station post, my friend Eric had the best comment: “awww i like a happy ending. you let her live”)
I decided that level of scrutiny into my personal life outside of Meijer was unacceptable, and the fact that someone back there went way above me (instead of talking to me about it) was also unacceptable. And that “conduct unbecoming” applies to places like the military, congress, and other professions that are a lot more important and prestigious than a grocery store.
But I’d seen that mentality before; most of the store management seems to have lost the perspective that their job isn’t nearly as serious as they think it is. I suppose they need that sort of mentality to get anything done. In reality they work in a grocery store. It’s not nearly as vital, serious, and important as being say, a surgeon, a doctor, an EMT or… pharmacist.
I want to digress here for a moment because I’ve never encountered such disrespect for my (former) profession than from people and managers in other departments. I hate to sound overly self important, but the work that Pharmacy does really is important—way more important that putting boxes on shelves or ringing up groceries. People come to the pharmacy sick with all sorts of things and they look for pharmacists and technicians to help them get better. This is vastly more important than selling frosted flakes or fishing lures.
At Meijer I’d been put through several things over the years: denied promotions and job transfers because of things I did when I was 16. There was one point when a store director tried to bring up stuff that I’d done in 1998 when I was 17 years old. I asked him if anyone was looking at how he’d behaved when he was that young. Of course not, but there was never any consideration for that ever taken into account during any review of my file. There was one instance when I was denied a permanent job in Holland, MI specifically because I’m gay. I also had a difficult time even getting to this job in Kalamazoo because they wanted to keep me working 60 hours a week in Grand Rapids. So this stuff was just the icing on the cake.
So I took a few minutes that Friday and looked at all of this. Realized that the single biggest factor in why I’d been so miserable for so long was that job. Decided that to compromise living life on my own terms was not worth any money Meijer could ever give me. I decided it was time to go. Time to take my life back from Meijer. (cf. three robes, one bowl, immeasurable happiness)
I’d given that place 14 years of my life, and was no longer feeling the emotional returns of being an employee there. There comes a point when no one can pay you enough money in exchange for the drain of your soul.
I will blog whatever I want and do whatever I want. That is the destiny of my life. (You can do whatever you want, too! Just give it a try some day. It’s really great.)
I’m also pretty miserable in Kalamazoo in general. I only have a few really good friends here and really feel like I’ve outgrown the place. I have friends who want me to go to Louisville, and as I’ve posted before Louisville seems like a good place for me to be. So off I go.
Previously:
thoughts on moving on
the great upheaval day V
ad astra…
these words are mine
showdown at meijer gas
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