Asshat University is downsizing. So far those included in the cuts include my boss who says he's glad it was him and not me since he's a 2 income house and I'm not. I got moved to another department and they hired 1 person to do the computer/printer/networking stuff that two of us had been doing. Even though neither of us are involved anymore, there's still some angst on the part of the Network Nazi toward us to the point that he will only speak to me if I say something to him in front of witnesses. (You know me, I have to say something even if it's just hi because it tickles me to force him to speak. lol)
I couldn't figure it out for a while, why the animosity but after watching the new dynamic I think I finally wrapped my mind around the problem. If someone had an issue that we couldn't solve in a straight forward manner (usually because the Nazi took away our ability to do it) we'd have to talk to the Nazi about it. If he wouldn't/couldn't fix it and refused to understand that deadlines are sometimes carved in stone, we'd find another way around the problem and after a few times of asking and being denied help, etc. we quit asking. Why keep hitting our head against that wall? The new guy will not do that. There are no end runs around the NN, in fact if someone asks the new guy for help and the NN tells him it can't or won't be done, he just quits. He doesn't care if it could lead to an audit or a complaint or a possible visit from the State or Federal government officials. NN said no so it's no and screw you if you keep asking for help. So within the limited abilities I've retained, I've been secretly helping people and it got to be too much. I was at the point of having heart palpitations (not really but it felt like it sometimes) every time I got a phone call or someone asked me to come to administration. Most of the requests to go "up front" were for donuts or birthday cake!
There's been a lot of stuff getting to me lately, not least of which is the death of my sister beauty_sleep
. I still can't wrap my head around that and changing jobs by force a week after my return from her funeral even though I'm doing a lot of the same stuff I was doing before, I just needed some time off. I asked the CEO (who I now report to) if I could have a week and he said to "do what I thought was best." WTF?
So I've been off for a week, a week in which I had planned to do a ton of stuff and here it is 1 day from being over and I haven't done any of the stuff on my list. I read a couple of books, watched a lot of recorded tv, cooked, did some cleaning and just messed around. My ceiling fans and windows still need cleaned, my filing is still in a heap, and my laundry isn't even done. Maybe if the sun had come out for a few minutes this week, I might have gotten inspired but it didn't. The most energetic thing I did was the election we had on Tuesday. Spent all day cleaning up the office and catching up with that paperwork. Yesterday I went to the courthouse to turn in the payroll sheets and it wasn't raining, just cloudy. When I came back out a few minutes later, one of the detectives from the PD was walking out too. It was sprinkling. I said, "It's raining, what a surprise." We laughed our asses off. It rained over 6 inches in one day!
What else can you do but laugh?
I may live to regret my week off but if the place closes like I'm half afraid it will, I wouldn't have gotten the pay anyway and if it doesn't, I'll have built that week back up by Christmas at which time, I'll probably take another week! lol Not going to worry and have palpitations over imagined horrors anymore! There are plenty of real horrors out there that make my worry over keeping my job seem small.