2007-09-25 
 

snap

Is that the sound I'll make? Do people really emit a loud near popping sound when they go over the edge?

Seriously. I'll be fine tomorrow. Heck, I'll be fine later tonight after a little typing and a large glass of wine have helped me to decompress. Besides, all may yet be very well.

My last day at work may, or may not be on Monday should they decide to keep me on for a bit as a remote worker. I'm honestly able to see the good of both sides, so I'll be fine with whatever the decision is, but this possibility has been out there for weeks now and not a peep from the birds in power. Now, according to the must-be-obeyed HR calendar, tomorrow is the final day to submit my termination paperwork if Monday is actually going to be my last day. I could march on in and point this out to the powers that be. I'd finally know one way or the other.

But maybe that's bad politics. As much as HR wants us all to believe that the calendar is sacrosanct, I remember too well my years as an admin and the truth is that with a company the size of ours there's always loopholes and special measures that can be taken. Sure, some poor admin has to jump through the loopholes, but I know that's not a thought that bothers most people giving the commands. To be honest, I remember even having a bit of pride in myself when I got through several hoops in a day without tripping up. But you're not here for a history lesson.

Ugh. Anyone got the capital to open up a corner bookstore? (And by capital I mean extra money they don't mind throwing away since corner bookstores are fast becoming extinct?) Or better yet, want to be my patron?

Nobody speaks of patron's anymore.

Labels: dose of mikey, rant, sharketing

* posted by me at 9:19 PM

Comments:

Dude. I have been searching for a patron for years. No luck. When you move out here you can always work for a corner bookstore. There are still a few around.

# posted by James A. Nadeau : 7:05 AM, September 27, 2007

 

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