Oh Cass--I shouldn't laugh, but it's like your in my brain today.
You have my sympathies.
I just spent ten minutes on the phone with Mom O' Cass and she is freaking insane. She is leaving for a trip with her two favorite brothers and their husbands today for two days in Vancouver and then a cruise to Alaska.
She doesn't have the itinerary to send to me. Doesn't know where she is staying. And insisted on putting me on speaker phone while she mutters to herself and occasionally to me. Never found the information...
I'm the emergency contact for all five of them, if something happens, I will know. Which is what I finally told her before I hunged up on her. With love, of course.
Anyone ever wonders why I am crazy? I learned it from watching her man, I learned it from watching her.
Rant coming up.
I am full of wrath these days. My boss left for another job - before he left he gave me a so-so annual review in which he criticized me for, among other things, not being willing to go outside my comfort zone. Which would rankle less if he hadn't repeated slapped me down almost every time I suggested doing something new or taking on more responsibility. Also if I wasn't usually working as fast as I could to try to make deadlines which were difficult only because he's so damn slow. Then he sat me down and discussed the job opening (the one he was leaving) - after making clear that the job was being downgraded somewhat, he made it clear that I should not even think about applying for the job, that he would recommend against letting me take over. Then he decided he didn't need me any more, so stopped being more than marginally polite to me.
He left and we had an issue of our journal to get out. I write two departments, proofread and edit everything, do the layout, deal with the pictures that come in, and upload all the files to our printer. So our president takes over, with the assistance of an intern, and I'm finding out all kinds of things my old boss never let me know ... which if I HAD known, I'd have been able to do my job better and maybe make the deadlines a little more reasonable (example - getting two issues of the journal, between 48 and 60 pages each, out in three weeks). So the president's directing me, and the intern, only I never know what the intern's doing until I suddenly start getting e-mails from people. And it turns out the old boss was having people send him articles at his NEW address ... and taking a week or more to pass them on to us. And the bastard's still calling and e-mailing me and snapping out orders of what I'm to do to get this issue done. And it turns out he'd stopped doing his job with this issue - we had no one lined up for the next issue which must be done early to be shipped to a conference the first week of September. And the president's putting his "imprint" on it and it's coming out looking like hell.
My only consolation was when I got to tell him that he would NOT be writing his "editor's notes" and his feelings got hurt. bah!
Good lord, Toddson, he left and he's still fucking things up for you from his new job? That's beyond unfair!
Fully justifiable wrath.
I think I want to smack everyone who isn't you in that scenario. Maybe ot the intern, but collateral smacking might get that one, too.
Whoa...Todd. F him and all his poxy descendants. What a prick. Having a boss like that is why I work for myself now. Not a more successful boss these day, but at least not a gas-lighting, ego-mad jackhole.
Sheesh.
And to make life complete, we've been having a killer heat wave and the elevators in my office building have been pretty much non-functional for a week and a half. bah!
Thanks for the sympathy.
-ma, please. JZ just started bleeding. I'm meeting her at the ER.
Oh, Christ. A world of -ma.
Hang in there, weenie and JZ.
Gag. It really has been miserable here. Boiling aquarium anyone? Let's vote for the predicted thunderstorm this afternoon to cool us down at least 5 degrees.
At least my office is comfortable and my attorney is in the Middle East.
I'd recommend a 'lalalala...I can't hear you [because you are an out of line, past sell-by date, fuckwit]..."
Jeebus. ~ma to JZ. Let me know if you need anything.
