I have put in 4 hours of work. I think it is nap time and then I'll do another 4.
This is my boat. They're part of my crew. No one's getting left. Best you get used to that.
Mal ,'Ariel'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
SuziQ - Apr 25, 2011 8:35:25 am PDT #5125 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Consuela - Apr 25, 2011 8:38:42 am PDT #5126 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
ION, I'm all pissed off at work and don't know what to do.
One of the projects I was hired to accomplish has been stalled out for 18 years. The other parties to the project are understandably peeved, so they've been bringing political pressure to bear on my organization to make the project happen. As I was hired to accomplish this project (among others), I've been using that political pressure to encourage us to spend the money to get it done.
As part of the reorganization, I'm going to be assigned a new supervisor, who I shall call Eeyore. I've worked with Eeyore since I got here, but it's always been a trial, because he has other priorities, and doesn't want to spend staff or financial resources on my projects. And now he's going to be my boss in a couple of months.
In an email I sent on Thursday, I noted that we are in part responsible for the long delay on this project, and it would benefit everyone were we to agree to commit to doing the work, so the politics don't blow up in our face. I sent the email to the Big Boss and a bunch of other people, including Eeyore.
Eeyore replied to everyone, and in the middle of his email, called me out for blaming him for all the delays. By name. Twice.
My future boss.
Which, you know, he is in part to blame: he makes a lot of the decisions about how money and staff get prioritized. But I would never say that to the Big Boss. It's tacky, and it's hella complicated getting funding and support for this shit. I know it's not entirely his fault.
ARGH. I don't want to make a big thing of this, but I'm getting really anxious about when I am rehired and the reorg is complete. I don't actually look forward to having to advocate for my own projects with my direct supervisor thinking that my doing so is undercutting his position.
This is too much Monday for me.
Strix - Apr 25, 2011 8:39:02 am PDT #5127 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Woo, msbelle!
Jessica - Apr 25, 2011 8:44:43 am PDT #5128 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
only intended for use by people who have no other way of proving citizenship.
Aha - that actually makes some amount of sense.
ION, my chile con carne waffle from the Wafel truck is pretty frelling awesome. (I am so happy to be working in a neighborhood with food trucks, you all have NO IDEA. At my old office they never came that far west.)
(It's a Belgian-style corn waffle with chili, cheese, sour cream, and cilantro on top. That this food exists AT ALL is cause for no small amount of celebration.)
Polter-Cow - Apr 25, 2011 8:45:22 am PDT #5129 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Ergh, 'Suela. That is not cool.
megan walker - Apr 25, 2011 8:45:41 am PDT #5130 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Congrats msbelle!
That passport form is crazy. I'm sure I've had well over 25 addresses and god knows how many temporary employers. However, if they can hook me up with a way to contact my dead mother for all the information related to her, I'm down with it. @@.
I hate it when this country make me happy that I have two passports “just in case.”
DavidS - Apr 25, 2011 8:47:46 am PDT #5131 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
That sounds dire, Conseula.
OTOH, Jessica's waffle sounds splendid.
Consuela - Apr 25, 2011 8:51:27 am PDT #5132 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I am so happy to be working in a neighborhood with food trucks, you all have NO IDEA
::sigh::
Ah, well, I have leftover sort-of-pasta carbonara for lunch. (I sauteed green beans with sausage and tossed that with the pasta before adding in the lemon-and-egg mixture. Yummy.)
That sounds dire, Conseula.
Yeah. I just don't see how it's going to work, frankly. Eeyore doesn't even want me doing the projects I've been hired to do: he wants me on other stuff. And although I keep bringing this up, nobody involved in the reorganization is willing to consider putting me anywhere else. Bah.
I can't figure out if it's worth replying to that email. ::sigh::
I'm beginning to wonder how long it is until Eeyore retires. He's not young.
Jesse - Apr 25, 2011 8:53:54 am PDT #5133 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
People don't retire anymore, is my feeling. Which is sometimes too bad... Sounds like an impossible situation, Suela.
Yay msbelle!
Kate P. - Apr 25, 2011 9:19:47 am PDT #5134 of 30001
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Ugh, Suela, that sounds miserable. Is there anyone else above you who supports the project who you could talk to about the situation?
Yay msbelle! And yay Kathy and Cashmere for sharing their fantastic pictures!
Jessica's waffle is giving me lunch envy. My lunch is leftover homemade egg salad, which I was all excited to make, and then made several minor errors that resulted in it being just barely edible. But here I am, eating it. I'm proud at least that I made my own mayo, even if it's not that great.