This is kind of a big deal at least to me...(long post warning)

This is kind of a big deal at least to me...(long post warning)

Long story incoming, apologies in advance but I have to get this off my chest.

So basically I work for a nonprofit organization taking care of people with disabilities in a group home. My overnight responsibilities mainly involve cleaning various parts of the house since my residents are asleep and never really need me until 6am, which is when I help them get ready for the day. Every night I am assigned a different chore to do: clean the side bathroom, clean the main bathroom, clean the kitchen, etc etc, in addition to any laundry and all that fun housekeeping stuff. These are things I never minded doing since cleaning really isn't that difficult, but I digress.

This one lady, we'll call her Karen, used to be my particular group home's assistant manager, and from day one of working she was rude, and tended to bully me and other staff over the most minor things, such as washing the top of the cabinets in the kitchen, or scrubbing ALL the doors in the house while my residents are trying to sleep...Just really out there stuff I never actually thought of doing when cleaning my own house. I find out later its because Karen claims she has OCD and so that means in her eyes, even if I do my best with my chores, its still not good enough in her eyes. Every night I would come into work wondering if there was another scathing or demeaning note demanding I do some other menial or sometimes downright pointless task, and it actually made me nervous to come in because even if I did what I was asked to a T, it never seemed to matter. My actual manager went along with her bullshit for awhile, but eventually the two were at each other's throats due to their own disagreements and so Karen left to work in the company's office building instead doing god knows what. For a time, we had peace, and then I found out my house manager had taken a position in a different company. So what does Karen do? Apply and get the job of house manager for my group home. Well fuck.

At first, things seemed to be pretty okay with Karen in charge, but just as I feared, it all started again. First, I was pulled to have a private staff meeting with her and -her- boss, Jessica (once again, fake name used for privacy purposes here), and she went over what the new chore chart was, what her expectations were, and despite my short term memory loss, did my best to mentally note what she was focusing on and pointing out so that things could get done as she wanted, as she was the boss now and I had no reason to really argue against that even if some of the things she wanted me to do were absolutely pointless (IE, sweeping the porch outside in the dead of winter, like...huh?). The meeting wasn't all sunshine and rainbows, but it did give me some hope that things weren't going to be so bad. How wrong I was.

A few weeks go by, and I follow that chart religiously, save for one time where I had covered a shift for someone and I was told to my face by Karen herself not to worry about that chore because I had to 'sleep' that night so that I could be rested enough to give medication to my residents the next morning. That sounds odd, I know, but during these overnight shifts, two staff were on duty, and the one who was 'asleep' for in case of an emergency was in charge of doing the medications in the morning, which if messed up, could infact kill someone. The person who was originally doing that sleep shift had called out, and the only other person available was someone not certified to give medications, meaning I had to do it. After that week was over, Karen demands why I didn't do the chore that night I covered for a co-worker, in which I politely reminded her that she told me not to so that I could rest and not make a medication error that morning. She promptly apologized for her mistake and I felt a measure of relief. A few days later, we had a holiday party at a restaurant and everything seemed well and at peace once more. The week goes by without incident, until that Sunday when the new assistant manager Tina (do I have to repeat myself again?) approaches me the moment I clocked in. She was brand new to the company (only working about a month), and seemed nervous as she holds some papers in her hand. Oh boy...

I won't go into detail about what this said exactly, as I don't have a copy on hand at the moment, but it was a 'written warning' going on about how none of my chores were apparently being done, how things I weren't even asked to do weren't being done, how I neglected to do the chore for one covered Thursday night shift I mentioned before (Which was to full clean a basement no one ever goes down into because reasons), and that if I wasn't getting the message, I was 'more then welcome' to talk to her about how to do these things -her- way...for the sixth time total since being with this company (including her time as an assistant manager herself in the beginning of the year). This was the last straw, and I can honesty say that it was the biggest slap to the face I had received while working for this company. Tina, the new assistant manager, had completely agreed that Karen was in the wrong, and clearly had no idea how to really deal with people in general. Thus, she gave me the blessing to write a response on the back of this document, in which I reiterated about how Karen was mistaken about me not doing my work, reminding her for a second time about being told to rest on that covered shift, and that I basically refused to be bullied during my time working here again, whereas before I would have probably just signed it meekly and been miserable and hating myself for not standing up for myself.

So basically my issue now is I'm worried about the outcome of this whole thing, even though I was polite in my message, yet firm on my stance, even if I indirectly called her a liar in the process. By now, Karen should take me to be the kind of person not to stand up for myself unless I know I am in the right, lest I come out looking like a dumb ass which only would make me feel even worse. I keep thinking about worse case scenarios, mainly the confrontation that's inevitable, which is one of my biggest fears. If anyone can offer some advice, any at all, I'd be eternally grateful.

TL:DR - OP stood up for herself since she's being treated like shit by a shit manager, and is scared she is going to get in trouble as a result.

Sorry, no tax here. Just a rant. Deal with it.

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