My company's evaluation system needs serious overhauling as well. The labels and their corresponding scores don't match up, and most managers don't actually read the definitions. For example, if you are given a "needs improvement" on something, the system defines that as "cannot be relied upon to do _____". But then managers throw that out there and go "yeah, you could do better". At my last evaluation I kept trying to drive home the point that, sure, everyone can always improve at something, but that is not the same as being completely unreliable.
Super frustrating, so I sympathize with you!
My father was a flight instructor with the Air Force during WWII. He was stationed in Florida; three-day passes were often for trips to Havana ... when Havana was a major fun place to visit.
In re work - I'm no longer working for someone who hates me so I may actually get a raise in January. Here's hoping!
Air Force or Air Corps? My father was a mechanic with the Army Air Corps in New York.
Air Force ... although, when he first enlisted, they assigned him to the cavalry.
I always thought the fact that he was missing most of his right index finger was a factor in keeping him out of combat. Although he was, seemingly, a rough but effective instructor. I remember one story he told about a student pilot who wouldn't wear his seat belt/safety harness. My father took them up, then went into a steep dive ... and the student floated up out of his seat and hit the canopy.
Daddy told a story about riding with a hot dog pilot who liked to fly under bridges.
Both my grandfathers helped dig the Panama Canal.
Well, I guess my parents are cool too, but only my father makes it into the history books (via the UN in the 70s).
Congratulations, Anne!
My dad taught ship electronics in the Virginia Naval Yard during WWII. He use to say they moved the ship whenever the coffee grounds scraped the hull.
My grandfather was a cook on a Navy ship in WW2. ...the only exciting stories I heard from him was his boast that he was the checkers champion of the ship. :)
My grandfather graduated from the naval academy in 1945, as the war was conveniently ending. He is SUCH a hottie in his graduation pic. My other grandfather was a doctor and medical researcher and stayed a civilian.
