It feels different to be at home at this time of the day when I am usually stressing myself at my desk. I owe this luxury to my daughter as we have child-care issue today, leaving me with no choice but to cut my office hours short. I am sure (some) people at work are annoyed as most are burning the midnight oil but heck, I have very little to do with the things they are struggling.
So....I dropped the bombshell to my director last week just a day after he got back from his white Christmas holiday. He refused to accept. It took him a few months to ‘find’ me (the post was vacant for quite awhile) and he gave all these words that made me mellow, a sweet talker indeed. Oh, he’s the opposite of charming and you wouldn’t want to mess with him. He has no qualms saying those typical British curses and you just have to put a straight face whenever he blows up.
Instead, he’s planning to restructure the team which will give me more support. Eventually, I get to say who has to leave. The next few weeks will be interesting, in view of the power struggle and resistance from the affected people.
My role just got more challenging and I will definitely be awarded Ms Cruella title once this restructure is finalised.
It is not easy to be me.... sigh....
2 comments:
Hi B,
This is interesting.. if you get the wand to say who has to leave, then you will have the says on who will you pick..
pick me, pick me, pick me...
;-D
Aporn,
lol! I dont think your qualifications fit at my place. In fact, there are so many mis-matched staff at where I work! Besides, if you know the things I know, you would think twice. ;-)
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