Greetings Opponauts (that's a name we use right?)!
Gather 'round, pull up a comfy chair, and grab a bevy, for tonight is the night I tell you the tale of how I quit my job with Acura.
I know what you're thinking, for someone as brazen as myself metaphorically tattooing Acura to my online identity, to up and leave? This story goes back nearly a year, it's a snowball of events that slowly built up to a breaking point, with no where for me to go, but out.
Flash back just over a year, and my Son was born on February 29th, 2020. As with most birth plans nothing went the way we expected, and we ended up spending a week in the NICU after having an emergency C-Section, getting blood gasses and blood sugars under control. This is a fairly common side effect for diabetic (type 1) mothers, but was a curve ball for us as my wife has very good control over her diabetes. After the week is over, I have 2 weeks left planned for Paternity leave (3 total including the NICU stay) and then I'm back to work.
First day back, I'm pulled into the managers office and told that we're cutting staff temporarily as business is way down and they can't justify 3 people in a parts department with next to no cars coming through. Since I was the lowest man on the totem pole (at nearly 10 years) I was first to go. My co-workers were both over 20 years with the dealership, so they swapped back and forth between vacation and work week to week until they ran out of their 6 weeks vacation. Fast forward nearly 3 months and right when they step back up to a 2 man team, my co-worker gets a staff infection in the back of his head. Between this ailment, and his own son at home in need of constant doctors visits (brain tumor - another long story) he decides to take the time off to heal and be with his family for the foreseeable future. Cue the phone - it's management calling to bring me back to work, but not the work life balance I was expecting. Instead of coming back to my old shift, I was informed that I would be working the closing shift, Tuesday through Saturday (for reference, I had the opening shift, Monday to Friday). Turns out my co-worker of 25 years wanted my shift, and used his union seniority and my lay off to take it (I checked, this isn't a valid reason to take a shift, but a manager can award it as they see fit). This wouldn't be the end of the world for most people, but it was all the nails in the coffin for me as my whole child care plan hinged on this shift. My wife HAS to work on weekends, and cannot work a steady hour range each day (must do a couple opens, 1 close, and one weekend day as per her works rules). When I came back I explained that this was going to cause an issue for me down the road, and I was greeted with a "to fucking bad" gesture. I wouldn't be so bitter about this if weren't for the fact that my co-worker that took the shift didn't need it for any family reasons, and actually hurt the department by putting me on the weekend day, a day that doesn't make use of my roles in the department (Honda isn't open, body shops aren't open). The cherry on top is that he complained about how busy Mondays are and said Saturdays were easy (it took every ounce of restraint I have to not throw him through a wall).
It may sound like I'm being a poor sport, but to go from a hectic child birth, into a lay off that burned through nearly all our emergency savings, to a dick around like this just pushed me to a point mentally that I couldn't get over. I love working for Honda/Acura, I genuinely love the products and have been very fortunate to work for a brand that isn't fucking terrible as far as employee support goes. A good friend/old coworker I worked with at Acura, one of those people that you just click with, had an opening for a senior parts advisor, and wanted me in there ASAP. This all seemed to line up quite well as the dealership wasn't ready when he started there, but the bad apples are out and he offered me both a schedule, wage, and position that ticks every box.
March 18th will be my last day with Acura. On the 22nd, I start with a new brand, one that I will announce on the day after I take a neat photo of a car to celebrate it.