My Letter To The Editor
The more I thought about what Transit Guy said to me Wednesday, the foul I thought it was. I decided to write a letter to the campus newspaper. Then I thought, they probably won't print it, because I'm a staff member. So I thought I'd send a copy to the university president as well. Then I thought, well, if the paper won't print it, no sense sending them a copy at all.
Now I don't know what to do with it, so I'm posting it here. To an extent it's just a new draft of Wednesday's posting.
I'm a member of the staff here. Staff, the silent majority. We out-number faculty and students combined, yet we are rarely heard of.
This used to be a great place to work, I've heard. I have been told human resources had a team of advisors who would meet with people, discuss their jobs, and help them transfer to another with the university if they wanted.
Those were the old days. Earlier this summer I went to human resources, in person, to talk to somebody about transferring to a different job. I didn't get past the receptionist. "Just go register with our website." 'Bye now.
I resisted the woman's invitation to leave long enough to tell her I was registered with their website and that I had been trying to transfer jobs for three years. She laughed, and said she knew people who have been trying to transfer longer than that.
It's the little things, you know, that really make one feel appreciated (not).
Another example of how this university disregards its staff happened more recently. I called the campus bus information number to see when the Science Drive bus started running. I was told August 20. When that day arrived, I wasted a lot of time waiting on East Campus for a bus that wasn't really running. I asked another bus driver, and he radioed the dispacter, and asked about my bus. The dispatcher said it was running. Fifteen minutes later I asked the same driver to radio again. This time he was told by the dispatcher that the Science Drive buses were running, but not on the Science Drive route.
When I finally got to work, I called transportation administration and left a message.
Six hours later, someone finally returned my call. This guy's attitude was basically, Well, that's too bad you were thirty minutes late for work because my staff didn't have a clue what they were doing, but after all " . . . those buses are really for the students."
Oh. Excuse me. I thought they were for the university community
. I stand corrected.