Ah. Work. Lovely little hell realm it is.
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Excellent advice on the diet and exercise for my too-low cholesterol (who knew it was possible?) and osteopedic (I think I have the term right) situation. I figure delicate bones and an inability to heal from a break is probably a bad combination.
Between work and changing my lifestyle/health stuff - this has been a hell of a week. I'm changing my diet, fast. (They couldn't even measure my cholesterol - there wasn't enough for the test to detect.) As for the delicate bones, I'm walking home from work with a 20 lb. pack. Which I was sort of starting to do anyway.
The office politics... holy shit. Some of you read the post about my third day of work, when the Accounting Manager was fired with all the gentleness of a public execution. (The Accounting Manager had pissed off the federal auditors in a company dependent on public funding.)
It turns out, they couldn't afford to fire him. Yes, he was the lynchpin of the entire department.
Not only that, they were two weeks away from a vital audit filing that, if not completed on time, means the company would lose its license and might as well roll up the carpets.
Gosh, and who do you think was doing that filing?
You have one guess.
There was only one other person, relatively new, who had any clue how to do his undocumented job. This other person has been holding down two jobs (the investment person had quit) for two months. She was close to the man who was fired. And she's angry at the way he was treated. Livid, I'd call it. (She also doesn't have enough professionalism to fill a thimble.)
Yes.
The entire future of the company is in the hands of one angry employee.
Brilliant, eh? They thought this through carefully.
Over the last two weeks, she's been on a power trip, abusing the boss both behind her back and openly. Stating loudly that, "This is really good time for me to quit." (Did I mention the lack of professionalism?) Abusing the Accounting Temp (overqualified for his job, though he's sanguine - he's seen far worse in his 25 years), saying "I can't believe they'd let a Temp do that" within his hearing. Resenting every effort to help her, all the while flying the flag of martyrdom. She's used me, as a temp who can't say anything one way or another, as her Out-Loud-In-The-Department sounding board. I finally came up with the answer:
"Gosh, there's nothing I can say to that."
After I said that for the first time, I stopped being her sounding board. And she started bad-mouthing me behind my back, too. Woooonderful.
She took me off at the knees on Friday. My first thought was, "Hmm. I could hand over my timecard and walk right now...." But I decided she would be gone soon enough and it's worth six weeks. Then she was in tears later that morning (ah, the sympathy ploy...) when the boss criticised her work on the audit filing.
This is hell. Amusing in the sense that, well, I've seen worse, too. But I still don't know if I have funding for school this fall. Glk.
Amusement level: 5 out of 10.
Stress level: 9 out of 10.
If I owe drabbles, stories, betas, posts, whatever -- they're more or less on hold for now. Unless I can eke out a moment here or there.
Between work and changing my lifestyle/health stuff - this has been a hell of a week. I'm changing my diet, fast. (They couldn't even measure my cholesterol - there wasn't enough for the test to detect.) As for the delicate bones, I'm walking home from work with a 20 lb. pack. Which I was sort of starting to do anyway.
The office politics... holy shit. Some of you read the post about my third day of work, when the Accounting Manager was fired with all the gentleness of a public execution. (The Accounting Manager had pissed off the federal auditors in a company dependent on public funding.)
It turns out, they couldn't afford to fire him. Yes, he was the lynchpin of the entire department.
Not only that, they were two weeks away from a vital audit filing that, if not completed on time, means the company would lose its license and might as well roll up the carpets.
Gosh, and who do you think was doing that filing?
You have one guess.
There was only one other person, relatively new, who had any clue how to do his undocumented job. This other person has been holding down two jobs (the investment person had quit) for two months. She was close to the man who was fired. And she's angry at the way he was treated. Livid, I'd call it. (She also doesn't have enough professionalism to fill a thimble.)
Yes.
The entire future of the company is in the hands of one angry employee.
Brilliant, eh? They thought this through carefully.
Over the last two weeks, she's been on a power trip, abusing the boss both behind her back and openly. Stating loudly that, "This is really good time for me to quit." (Did I mention the lack of professionalism?) Abusing the Accounting Temp (overqualified for his job, though he's sanguine - he's seen far worse in his 25 years), saying "I can't believe they'd let a Temp do that" within his hearing. Resenting every effort to help her, all the while flying the flag of martyrdom. She's used me, as a temp who can't say anything one way or another, as her Out-Loud-In-The-Department sounding board. I finally came up with the answer:
"Gosh, there's nothing I can say to that."
After I said that for the first time, I stopped being her sounding board. And she started bad-mouthing me behind my back, too. Woooonderful.
She took me off at the knees on Friday. My first thought was, "Hmm. I could hand over my timecard and walk right now...." But I decided she would be gone soon enough and it's worth six weeks. Then she was in tears later that morning (ah, the sympathy ploy...) when the boss criticised her work on the audit filing.
This is hell. Amusing in the sense that, well, I've seen worse, too. But I still don't know if I have funding for school this fall. Glk.
Amusement level: 5 out of 10.
Stress level: 9 out of 10.
If I owe drabbles, stories, betas, posts, whatever -- they're more or less on hold for now. Unless I can eke out a moment here or there.
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