laughs all the way to the bank. The following conversation occured in my office today. Emp 1- Do either of you want to take my accounting test for me tomorrow? Me- Sure whats it cover? Emp 1- It is over the principals of (my mind wandered off at this point so all I heard was blah blah blah and gobbledy gook) Me - Sure thing but you know the only business type class I ever took was economics and I dozed off all the time. Emp 2- No kidding those classes are a real beating (Emp 2 and I laugh at emp 1 and her horrible class) Me - Of course you realize that once she finishes these classes she will be making twice as much as we do Emp 1- hahahahahahahaha (Our degrees in the helping profession were a very poor choice)
So, in my previous post I mentioned employees so now you know that I am the boss at my job. Understand that I have never had any aspirations of being in charge of anyone. I am a dedicated slacker and have no need for power or responsibility. The job snuck up on me. I was quietly doing my job, and by doing my job I mean doing the least that was required of me while building up an internet favorites list of humor sites, emailing friends, spending time on youtube, myspace, etc. Next thing I knew, the person over me decided it was time to let go of the responsibility of my program so that she could focus on new programs. At that time, there were three of us working at this program. One lady, who was there when I started was committed to part-time work and had no interest in increasing her hours; a young college student working part-time; and me. Generally I like what I do and didn't want to find another job so the "promotion" landed, unwelcome, in my lap. Shortly after the promotion, Sprint PCS released this commercial:
Yesterday, I encountered that moment. The one where you take a stand for what you deeply believe or you cave in to pressure. And I folded like oragami. Well, not like oragami because that would have yielded something beautiful and complex. I was more like a crumpled wad of paper that is about to become a spit ball for "the man". I remember being young and idealistic, arguing about what is "right" and looking up to those that stood for it and being disdainful of those who didn't. What's worse is that the surrender of my spirit caused me about 3 hours extra of work that I had to bring home to do, so it wasn't just a quick decision and I got to be done with it. No, I got to wallow in my choice for 3 solid hours clicking away on my laptop while my family enjoyed their evening and I get to go into work a few minutes early to save the changes on my work. Because, not only did I cave, but I am too much of a coward to let an employee know that I did it. I am sure she will figure it out eventually and I will have to own it but a part of me hopes she doesn't. This is why I have always avoided being the boss, I don't want to be the person where the buck stops but I was lured into the position with the idea of more money so here I am bought and paid for. At least now I know that the next time I have to fold it will be easier because the crease lines are already ingrained in me from this time. I am thinking, as this project is heading to the printer this morning, that I hope that "the man" uses some mouthwash before he launches me as a spitwad cause I don't want to be covered in foul breath stench on top of everything else.
