Thursday, May 19, 2011

The slamming of the door....

As you may recall, the recently promoted so now he is my boss's boss at Peyton PHlaCe is not someone I have a whole lot of respect for...


Not sure that above statement has any grammatical accuracy whatsoever, but I am past caring right now, so if you have a problem with it, you are welcome to move onto another more grammatically correct blog...


But I digress....


Boss's boss now has to replace his former position...


Which is a senior manager position....


However, when he first took that position, it was a lowly manager position...


So he has posted it as such....


He started out that way, so should everyone else....


Except that the position actually grew into a senior management position over the years...


It did not just happen to get a new title because he was so good at what he did....


By the time he left it, the number of people he managed actually evolved into groups of people, with lowly managers leading them...


Supposedly the candidate that he favors for this senior management position that he has posted as a lowly management position has called him on it....


So the position is on hold....


Or so he says....


Apparently, a the posted position has been un-posted and a new senior management position has been posted....


A fact which the non-favored candidates stumbled upon by accident...


And are now wondering if they need to reapply...


Or if they will even be considered qualified for a senior position....


But not my worry....


I did not apply for the position...


I just try to stay out of his way...


Which is a lil tough sometimes...


Literally....


The other day as I was coming back into the area of the office where my desk is located....


As I am reaching out to open the door at the top of the stairs...


The door comes flying open ....


Nearly hitting me in the face...


I had to jump back to avoid the hit...


Yeah , it was SSOB...


No apologies...


No slowing down...


I am on a mission, he says, as he flies down the stairs...


Maybe I should not have moved back so fast...


Would a flattened face be worth a few weeks away from the office?

2 comments:

Onion Girl said...

Oh I have a great solution for you! I used to have a boss by the name of Kim that I prayed daily would get an STD. Well since I am assuming God does not answer prayers like that, I took matters into my own hands and did what every other Christian girl would do. I went online and subscribed her to a bunch of gay porn magazines that were delivered to our company under her name.

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Phillipia said...

I like the way you play, Onion Girl:)