"Reviews have been shitty and raises non-existent for a couple of years and now we're in the middle of a pandemic. I have no idea whether I met your imaginary goals, and really could not begin to care less."
"Low company morale and current world events have impacted my ability to accurately judge my achievements. While I feel that I have achieved expectations, I would appreciate clear guidance around them."
I've had to write some hella tactful reviews in my time. Thankfully the review process at my now-job is pretty clear-cut and low on bullshit.
My last client's payroll software was so old and poorly designed that it couldn't handle the covid drawdown. We had to go into the root and re-code it six times in the first 6 weeks of quarantine. It's in COBOL.
Your taxpayer dollars at work.
That is some mighty sweet review writing there.
So, I had an even 100 bananas from the last stalk harvested from our banana trees, which delighted the number nerd in me. I peeled and froze them all and had mentioned how yummy there were to my favorite office manager and she expressed jealousy because the grocery store ones are so tasteless. Loving her as I do I packed up 30 of them in a cooler and brought them to the doctor's office for her. In random timing I was exiting the elevator going to the office just as our personal doctor was leaving for the day. He immediately asks me about DH's leg and grumbles that we didn't call him yesterday with an update. I show him last night's picture and he marches me into the office and tells office manager to get him into the infectious disease office for IV antibiotics, today. An hour or so later DH sees that doctor, who says she thinks it is healing normally but will see him again on Tuesday to check progress, but writes a script for the IV in case it gets worse and he has to go to ER. But it is fine, my doctor is just overly cautious.
Do not mess with animal bites. Please. And while prophylactic rabies shots ache, they let you not die of an incurable fatal disease.
I am trying to complete my year end review. Not sure how to say “give me my fucking promotion or I quit” in polite terms.
"I feel I have exceeded my potential in my current role, and am ready for more responsibilities and challenges."
I just want more money. It’s not in the budget but I’m worth twice what I get paid. And they could get me at least a 25% raise if they fought and looked at my history.
Timelies all!
I'm tired and cranky and Mr. S is being extra annoying right now. bleah
Man, if I wanted real job security I should have trained in COBOL instead of Fortran and C.
Fuck.
Emmett just called. His roommate's girlfriend woke up sick. He was going to drive down today, but now they're sitting tight while they see if she can get tested today. They were definitely exposed to her. We just don't know what kind of sick she is.
We might be driving up to Sonoma to leave Thanksgiving on their doorstep tomorrow.
We'll, that sucks. Negative test ~ma to her.
Atropa - so skilled! I'm not at all surprised, but it's still a thing of beauty to behold.
I made my first ever pie crust. I've cobbled together basic graham cracker things before, and I've made dough for empanadas, which is kind of similar, but this is my first honest goodness, pie will go in it crust. I mean, it's gluten free, so who knows, but it looks and acts how I would expect it to. I'm 53, and just got my very first very own pie pan today.
Fingers crossed, David. You too, Steph.
