My title is Admissions Counselor and Social Media Manager.
The one thing I didn't take into account is the fact along with my promotion, I would be secluded to the basement.
If you're unaware of how my office is organized, here's a glimpse into Draper Hall. Admissions counselors are upstairs, processing department is downstairs.
"Weird," you're probably thinking "isn't she still an admissions counselor?" You're 100% correct, I'm apparently still a counselor in the fact that I read applications and travel, but I'm not a counselor in the fact that I get to be upstairs with the other counselors. I'm banished to the basement. Awesome.
When I was told that I was moving downstairs, (yup told, no wiggle room about it) I was very upset. I cried. I don't cry. It was horrible. The thought of leaving my friends/co-workers for the basement with people I knew, but am not close with wasn't something I was willing to let happen without some push back. I tried to see why someone who doesn't even have students and isn't meeting with people regularly and honestly isn't in the office all that consistently gets to keep his office while I'm pushed to the basement. The answer "oh he has seniority". That's cool... we just hired two new employees... I win right? Wrong. Since I got the position our university desperately needs, I get screwed and shoved downstairs. Sweet!
There's a lesson here kids... Find a need, fill it with yourself, get screwed.
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Needless to say I'm still upset about it. It's been a week since I've been down here and I don't know how long it will last. I don't know what I'll do to change it, but I'm definitely thinking of ways. Unfortunately this might be a hard lesson for my boss and only time will tell.
Until next time...

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