Shit
Now normally I wouldn’t swear.
And normally I wouldn’t disclose my top-secret work information in this public form.
But…HOLY SHIT.
Now, I work in a department of 15 people.
At least, I worked in a department of 15 people 4 days ago.
I will soon be working in a department of 10.
Yeah, that’s right. In the past 4 days, 5 people have announced their intention to leave.
HOLY SHIT.
Four days ago, there were 4 research assistants, 3 "middle" people, 1 administrative assistant, and 7 "boss" people.
I am now one of 2 research assistants working with 2 "middle" people and 6 "boss" people. Only 2 of those boss people work full-time.
Granted, one of those research assistants is going to law school and the administrative assistant is transferring departments…but still.
And don’t get me wrong - I’m thrilled for the people who are leaving. Really. They get to move on and move up and do things they enjoy doing. For probably more pay. And that’s great.
I am not thrilled by the fact that I will be getting twice the work for the same pay. Oh, and by the fact that my company seems to be dying.
HOLY. SHIT.
*Deep breathing.* Okay…now to cope, I think we need to breathe and ask this question: WWTNSD?
What Would The Navy S.E.A.L. Do?
Pliés. When in doubt, pliés are the answer.
*Deep breaths.*
I’ll be at the barre.
April 27th, 2006 at 6:40 am
Dang, this guy at my work got fired, too– and now I’m doing his job. I feel your pain!
April 27th, 2006 at 8:21 am
Oh wow! I must say, I feel your pain. Back in the ‘85 Western Conference Semi-finals, James Worthy was stricken with this weird cyst(which looked kind of like a 3rd buttcheek), and I had to pick up the slack against the Supersonics. Naturally, I filled in quite well. My numbers jumped way up(2.5ppg 7apg 5.5rpg) and we cruised to the championship that season on my shoulders. Not everybody can handle that kind of pressure–but I was extra focused, because I got this elastic band that held my glasses in place the whole game. Booya!
I must tell you though. Despite your stress, I was most displeased with your resort to expletives. I’ve been a fan of this blog for years and often read it with my children (Kurt Jr. has a bit of a crush on you). I was shocked to see you lower yourself to swearing like a common sailor. I guess I thought higher of you before I realized you had a trucker mouth.
In the future, might I suggest some more family friendly exclamations. Perhaps, “Oh Snap”, “Oh Shizznit”, “Ginkees”, “Egad”, “By The Trident of Posieden”, “By the Beard Trimmings of Chuck Norris”, “Jesus H. Christ”, “Jesus Tap-Dancin’ Christ” or “O’Doyle Rules!”
Please take this into consideration for the future. Do it for the kids, and the Rambis’ family will keep you in our prayers.