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TIFU By Being Nice

God, why do I keep doing this.

I've always been a people-pleaser. At my last job, I had wonderful coworkers who tried to help me break this cycle. So I thought I could just find the opportunities to please others only when I get some sort of benefit.

My current job is a 24/7 facility. I started when it opened, and my boss wanted to do a rotating schedule; nights one week, weekends the next. Because no one wants to work nights or weekends around here.

I can't work nights due to a medical reason. I made a deal with my boss; I don't work nights and I don't have to work a rotating schedule, but I work every weekend and holiday (if the people normally scheduled want the holiday off).

I've been very flexible. I help her with the schedule, and I always offer to change mine up a bit to fit everyone else's requests as long as I keep the same days off every week.

More recently, I was helping her with the schedule and it was a mess since someone wanted to switch weekends. We were struggling to staff Friday's and weekends. So I told my boss, I'd actually prefer for my 2 12 hour shifts to be on weekends, and to work Fridays instead of Tuesdays. I like Fridays and the weekend because there's no one else in the building (we're connected to a Monday-Thursday office section).

Well, now I'm scheduled every other Tuesday, every other Friday and my 12s aren't always on the weekend.

I didn't agree to this. I asked her to please not put me on a rotating schedule, but what do you know, it works better for someone else.

I've put so much time and effort into this job. I worked hard for a promotion that I didn't end up getting, even though my boss now admits that I was the stronger candidate because of the specific duties (I got everything set up nice for the position).

I'm so tired of this. I wish I could be nice without it biting me in the ass. I can't quit my job because I won't be able to find one in the same pay range. And I usually like my job.

Tldr:

I offered to change my schedule to make it work better for others. My schedule got changed beyond my control to the opposite of what I wanted.

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