I’ve mentioned before that my job role is changing somewhat (unbeknown to me initially) and whilst I haven’t been given any objectives or final answer about this things seem to be seeping through the woodwork. I’ve been invited along to numerous meetings with numerous teams and heard whispered conversations about who is meant to be doing what and how that will affect everyone. It can get to be a bit tedious if I’m honest, all this drip, drip of information – just hurry up and tell me what you want me to do! I don’t mind doing it (well I might but I’ll have to regardless) so just firm up the details and send me the memo.
A lot of this seems to be stemming from one individual in particular, a man who I have now been informed will be my new boss. Joy. Whilst I do moan on about Harley and Moody this guy is likely to provoke moaning cranked up a level and probably some serious hard core ranting. Tighten your seat belts. So far he’s only managed to push my buttons a couple of times and it’s not been a case for rant-o-rama but you know when you can sense the potential? I’ve heard rumours and seen the evidence, all nicey nicey on the surface and then stabs you in the back with a fork when you’re not looking.
Luthor (as I like to call him because he is quite possibly an evil genius with a huge underground swimming pool and access to a crate of kryptonite) can rub people up the wrong way just by entering a meeting room and I’ve already snapped at him twice. I must remember this is the man who will be defining my bonus next year… So far a couple of irritants have been the fact that he’ll only give you half the information you need and expect you to polish up your crystal ball or just invent the other half for yourself. I often receive emails with:
Please progress with set up.
Have a nice weekend.
Luthor
Below will be a massive chain of emails from various departments talking about something I have no clue about and by the end of reading not the foggiest as to what I am meant to be progressing. 9 times out of 10 I have to walk over and ask him what the feck he wants me to do. He also has that annoying way of acting like he has already imparted all of his wisdom and knowledge on the subject to me and so I am of course being an idiot in asking him about it. “You know, the thing we discussed in the meeting?” Oh right. The ‘thing’. Of course I am so sorry, what a retard I am for not linking the ‘thing’ with your cryptic email. Sack me now.
He almost made CJ cry in a meeting with him and Moody last week, he’s determined not to let Moody walk back in the door again even though CJ and I are fighting for it (there are one or two rather important matters to clear up with him?), he seems to do everything his own way and follow the minimum amount of protocol and has the highest sense of self-importance I have ever come across in a person. He doesn’t get involved in the ‘little things’ with the ‘little people’.
In conclusion a grade A twat who I will most likely not be on best terms with. And now he approves my annual leave, awards my bonus and is the man to go to when I have any issues. So what do you do when the issue is the person you go to your issues with?!
Currently I am ignoring the fact he’s the dude to answer to and still consider Harley to be my big wig (careful) and I will continue to do so until directed otherwise. Or am stabbed with a fork.
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