Thursday, April 20, 2006
6 Days of Hell
I fear it is my destiny to have my life run by women.
In addition to the PMB I also have to consider the wishes of the boss, the VP of Ops. Affectionately referred to as a vile matriarch, she has always been a charming person to work for. She is knowledgeable, respectful, mindful of her charges’ well-being and in general a thoroughly good egg. Until she gets fried, if you’ll pardon the pun.
Burn out is a common thing these days, but more often than not people don’t summarily go over the edge one day – they just teeter on the brink occasionally before being pulled back into reality by the stuff they still enjoy about their job. In recent months the boss seems to be teetering very precariously indeed.
I have noticed a pattern to this behaviour. For 22 days out of every 28 she’s very nice. Then the other 6 days she’ll question everything. For those 6 days she will contradict everyone, regardless of her total lack of knowledge in their of expertise. For those 6 days she will micro-manage to the point of insanity. For those 6 days she will create so much tension that the entire team are at each other’s throats.
Strangely, those 6 days out of every 28 she eats McDonalds every day. Apparently Big Macs turn you into a complete bitch.
# posted by SideshowPete : 11:00 pm
