The vultures are circling. One more soldier down and out. We recently took on a new Director of Sales and she’s doing a fine job of cleaning out all the good, tenured folks that once made this a good place to work. Like a god damn Neutron Bomb, she’s gutting the population while being careful not to touch the shell. The company will still stand and profit once she’s finished with her crusade, but the insides will hardly be recognizable. Truth no longer reigns supreme. Ego is in style and there’s only room for one.
Today's loss hurts particularly bad because it directly affects my payola. The guy that is leaving now is someone I would have been working directly with in my new position. As he prospered, so would I, but that was not to be. Now it's back to square one. What's the score and who's running the show? I need answers and a plan, and I need both real quick-like. Those who don't move with the current drown like polar bears in the open ocean looking for the next ice cap. Once strong, proud creatures, reduced to simply trying to keep their heads above water.
Fear not, my instincts scream. Stay the course and trust in the guiding spirit. Panic is the only sure way to miss the next stop. Poise is the weapon of choice. The loaded 12 gauge in the face of the beast that is change. Trust in your arsenal and don't be afraid to use it. Stay close and you'll know when it's time to shoot. And when that time comes, don't be afraid to unload every last round. That's right. Make 'em remember you were there.
Wild TFree
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4 comments:
where is the picture of ron livingston...the first office space originale?
I love your blog! have you ever figured out the solution to the cubicul? I'd love to know the answer as I am in the same situation!
I do not miss working in an office. I miss grown ups, I miss lunch break, or break time period. I do not miss corporate work place.
~d
ps....I hope to never piss you off.
lol
Awe, c'mon, do I really sound that horrible? I only write with this sort of venom towards people and issues that really get me fuming. Although I sometimes deviate, as many humans do, my philosophy on life can be broken down as simple as this: I loathe anything and everything that lacks passion. The fact that you're passionate enough about something(s) to have your own blog is enough for me. Even if I have no children and have to find amusement as a reader of stories rather than as a parent, I can still feel the energy.
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