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I'm a night worker. I sit at my desk from PM-AM supervising the patrols and sometimes even going out on a patrol or two myself just to get away from the phones and CCTV monitor.
When my Site Supervisor needs a day off to get his heart checked out I get pulled to cover his shifts. Oh what a difference day shifts are.
All those offices with their desks and cubicles which are empty when we do our walk throughs at 6:30 pm are now full of employees answering phones, typing on computers and rushing about. At the security desk in the guard shack my phone rings with callers looking for extensions I'm not used to dialing. At night nobody calls me to be connected to Human Resources or Payroll. On days that's only the beginning.
But I handled everything which came my way. I'm the supervisor with a capital S.
Early in the shift I got a call from an employee in the Administration Building. He was locked out of his office. I went into our key-box but couldn't find a key tagged for his door. I took about a dozen keys which I thought may have a chance of being the right key and tried them all to no avail. In the end a maintenance employee climbed through the ceiling and dropped down into the office and opened the door from inside.
Around AM I got a call from a SO who was scheduled to work tonight. She woke up with a case of Pink Eye.
Before she had even hung up with me I had picked up another phone, dialed the home number of another officer who I know works nights and arraigned for him to come in to work her shift. I grabbed the clipboard with our schedules and made the necessary changes. Crisis averted.
That's pretty much the highlights of my day. Everything else was the usual routine of signing in trucks, telling visitors not to park RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE NO PARKING SIGNS and answering the phones.
I had a off duty SO stop by and drop off a copy of his TWIC application receipt. He had driven to the New Orleans area TWIC center and had his finger prints and photo taken and paid his $132.50.
I also had a plant employee who was injured this past week drop off paperwork from his orthopedic doctor. His foot had been crushed and trapped in the coupler between 2 rail cars. I had responded to the initial call for help, cut his boot off his foot with my EMT shears freeing his foot so I could bandage it and transport him to the hospital. I found out today that he has a broken foot and about 60 stitches but should be off his crutches in about 8 weeks. It was good to see him and learn that he would be OK. He seemed more concerned about the bloody mess he made in my medical van that night. I assured him that it was no problem and that's why we have bleach solution. Deconing is no big deal.
Tomorrow I'm back on my night shifts. It's good to do something different sometimes and if I get pulled to work a day shift or two every few weeks then I'm sure I can handle whatever gets tossed my way.
I'm going to bed.
Steve
Night, and some days, shift supervisor SO/EMT.
When my Site Supervisor needs a day off to get his heart checked out I get pulled to cover his shifts. Oh what a difference day shifts are.
All those offices with their desks and cubicles which are empty when we do our walk throughs at 6:30 pm are now full of employees answering phones, typing on computers and rushing about. At the security desk in the guard shack my phone rings with callers looking for extensions I'm not used to dialing. At night nobody calls me to be connected to Human Resources or Payroll. On days that's only the beginning.
But I handled everything which came my way. I'm the supervisor with a capital S.
Early in the shift I got a call from an employee in the Administration Building. He was locked out of his office. I went into our key-box but couldn't find a key tagged for his door. I took about a dozen keys which I thought may have a chance of being the right key and tried them all to no avail. In the end a maintenance employee climbed through the ceiling and dropped down into the office and opened the door from inside.
Around AM I got a call from a SO who was scheduled to work tonight. She woke up with a case of Pink Eye.
Before she had even hung up with me I had picked up another phone, dialed the home number of another officer who I know works nights and arraigned for him to come in to work her shift. I grabbed the clipboard with our schedules and made the necessary changes. Crisis averted. That's pretty much the highlights of my day. Everything else was the usual routine of signing in trucks, telling visitors not to park RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE NO PARKING SIGNS and answering the phones.
I had a off duty SO stop by and drop off a copy of his TWIC application receipt. He had driven to the New Orleans area TWIC center and had his finger prints and photo taken and paid his $132.50.
I also had a plant employee who was injured this past week drop off paperwork from his orthopedic doctor. His foot had been crushed and trapped in the coupler between 2 rail cars. I had responded to the initial call for help, cut his boot off his foot with my EMT shears freeing his foot so I could bandage it and transport him to the hospital. I found out today that he has a broken foot and about 60 stitches but should be off his crutches in about 8 weeks. It was good to see him and learn that he would be OK. He seemed more concerned about the bloody mess he made in my medical van that night. I assured him that it was no problem and that's why we have bleach solution. Deconing is no big deal.
Tomorrow I'm back on my night shifts. It's good to do something different sometimes and if I get pulled to work a day shift or two every few weeks then I'm sure I can handle whatever gets tossed my way.
I'm going to bed.
Steve
Night, and some days, shift supervisor SO/EMT.
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