Steve makes an excellent point. As an off-the-street hire, I never worked the preload, which would have given me a deeper appreciation for the work that they do, often with little or no recognition and for a far smaller wage. On the flip side, we had a couple of preloaders who were seasonal drivers this peak and one in particular used to hold the opinion that all we did was drive around and cash our big paychecks. It took him all of 2 days to rethink that.
I don't know that I would want to work the preload at this point in my career, not even for a day, because, quite frankly, at 47, I don't think I could keep up with the pace and perform the job in the manner that I ask of myself. Plus, I used to coach the preload sup in baseball when he was a kid and he still calls me Mr., so the thought of taking direction from him just doesn't seem right.
Wow, Upstate, you hit a nerve there. At 51, 15 years on the preload I'm no spring chicken. I've always pushed to be the best I can, knowing I was doing better than some younger than myself.
I feel a change, however, in my physical ability and speed. Will also admit a change in attitude - so many years of employees who don't give their all, don't give a darn and function quite well within the UPS system.
Although I'd like to age gracefully, the workload doesn't allow for it. I have found myself harassed more and more for not keeping up with the flow and questioning whether or not it really is too much flow or I'm too little of an employee.
Upstate, you have lots of pride in your abiity and, I'm sure, bust your rear every day. I respect your insights and wonder how you would feel if you were put into a position where you knew you were not up there with the best of them. Or even on your own route, if it began to take a bit longer to run that cardboard than it used to. Would you do your best to save face and risk injury or be able to accept what you are and what you can do?
Actually, this question is open to all. I'm not the only baby boomer in the batch and certainly not the only one pushing hard to handle a rough job. Is anyone else just plain slowing down with age? How do you feel about it and should we have a right to our jobs? Should we make like old Indian squaws who, when no longer useful, walk into the deep woods to die so as not to be a burden to the rest of the tribe? Or do we have a right to continue doing our best while expectiing to be treated with dignity and respect?