so it is apparent, quite evident in fact, that i am not good with a secret. wait, let me make a small amendment to that statement. will i run tell when someone confides a bad case of crabs? nay. i keep others personal items in the close comfort of my warm bosom. also, am i one to blab about and spoil a surprise party? no, i would not tell if it would ruin a fun time as i am quite the fun time gal. what i am lacking in regards to secret keeping is the ability to hold gossipy secrets close. of what i have been harshly made aware today, is that i am not the best at keeping work gossip especially in check. i am also not good at keeping the fact that i am irritated a secret. does any of this make sense? probably not. so i shall expound.
me beloved boss, my office manager/college friend extraordinaire, is putting in his notice today. BOO i say! i love him, have known him for years n' years, he keeps me sane at this place of insanity. sad-weep-sniff-tear-cry. as mournful as his inevitable departure is, a possible upside exists to his leaving. the silver lining to this event is i will perhaps/likely be promoted to his position. that would mean an almost doubling in salary and the ability to make some positive changes in the ol' real estate office. now, you may be wondering, what is the problem with this news? why is discussing these details something about which i should bitch?
because i told an agent (who is cool, who gives no reason nor historic president, of sharing this news) about the departure and possible promotion BEFORE me boss told the top boss in our office (hereto referred to as "Big Boss" though there is probably nothing big about him... ahem) . the background goes a lil sumptin likea dis...
big boss promised mac (the agent to whom i spilled the beans) that if mac would return to our company, he would have a personal marketing guru (ie me). mac returned, i worked on his items. mac was heartily pleased. however, some of mac's items were subsequently assigned to others in the marketing department. mac did not care for this as said items were delayed/a lil fucked up/crowded with the endless amounts of other work the marketing chicks must complete/in other words not-a-personal-marketing-guru. so mac went back to big boss and said, if procrast the great does not get promoted to do all of my marketing & more money i will once again leave the company. to which big boss replied, well, that sound like a splendid idea. i'm sure we can get that fixed. as a matter of fact, i'll write down some notes for further review.
big boss's notes as follows:
boobies boobies boobies boobies boobies boobies. oh! i hear an airplane outside! stewardess stewardess stewardess with boobies boobies boobies.
then me boss finally told big boss his plans. big boss says to me boss... well, i believe procrast will be great for the job and i know mac and the other agents will want her, but i think it will be a challenge to have her manage other people who have been here longer. to which me boss replies, i can see it would be difficult, but she's up to it. she knows the issues at hand, she's not a total rtard. big boss then added this gem, "well, i think it would be best if we opened the position to all of the staff and hold interviews."
now... this sounds like a fair idea, no? would it not be pertinent to allow those with higher seniority to toss their hat in the ring? of course it would!!! that is... under normal circumstances. the problem with big boss' idea is the disorder and general mayhem which is bound to ensue within the coming months both angers and frightens me. you see, we will hold general elections, there will be hanging chads, there will be recounts, supreme court rulings, et all. and during the tornado of applications/interviews/interviews with corporate/ blah blah blah, i will have to do me boss' job sans me boss' pay. i will likely end up with the job and the salary increase but only after fifteen rounds with every waiting dick in the wings. and the rest, the rest rests in time and tenacity. do i know what that means either? no.
the only thing i do know for certain, is that i talk about work too much for my own good.
salut me boss
salut me old job
salut me splinter of remaining sanity.
bonjour annoyance.
1 comment:
I have to ask. Are you Irish now? There was a lot of me bosses in there.
On a different tack, jobs suck, and are often unfair, and you often have to prove your worth, even when at first it wasn't questioned. Continue to do what it is that they love that you do, and perhaps things will direct themselves into a positive if not fiscally beneficial motion.
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