Ch-ch-ch-changes
See what happens when you go on vacation? You miss out on EVERYTHING.
I came back to work on Monday after a relatively nice week off to find out that during my absence my employer has had yet another reorganization. (Only this time nobody was laid off.) My job is still the same, but the big change?
Skippy Whitebread is no longer my manager.
Yes, Mr. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder Extraordinaire bailed on us, and has been transferred to a non-management position with a different division. (He said it was a “mutual decision”, but as burned out on life as he’s been lately, I wouldn’t be surprised to learn that he begged for it.)
So effective noon Tuesday, after 6 years of Skippy Whitebread love, I now have a new manager. Weird, huh?
We’ve yet to meet with our new manager (Karen was the director of my original department here when I joined the company 8 years ago), but I’m not overly worried about my dealings with her. She and I have always gotten along really well, and I’ll give her bonus points for never freaking out and totally spazzing like Skippy Boy does at least once a week. So it should be okay.
I’m still not totally sure how I feel about losing Skippy, though. On one hand he was a nutty little man, prone to driving everyone crazy with his OCD ways, but on the other side, he’s a familiar face that I know how he works. Sure, he’s annoying, but he’s annoying in a way that leaves few surprises. And yes - I suspect I'll miss the guy and his incredibly boring lunches.
So it’ll be interesting to see how all of this plays out. Either way, I only have 345 days left until I graduate from college. Then it won’t matter whose in charge, now will it?
I came back to work on Monday after a relatively nice week off to find out that during my absence my employer has had yet another reorganization. (Only this time nobody was laid off.) My job is still the same, but the big change?
Skippy Whitebread is no longer my manager.
Yes, Mr. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder Extraordinaire bailed on us, and has been transferred to a non-management position with a different division. (He said it was a “mutual decision”, but as burned out on life as he’s been lately, I wouldn’t be surprised to learn that he begged for it.)
So effective noon Tuesday, after 6 years of Skippy Whitebread love, I now have a new manager. Weird, huh?
We’ve yet to meet with our new manager (Karen was the director of my original department here when I joined the company 8 years ago), but I’m not overly worried about my dealings with her. She and I have always gotten along really well, and I’ll give her bonus points for never freaking out and totally spazzing like Skippy Boy does at least once a week. So it should be okay.
I’m still not totally sure how I feel about losing Skippy, though. On one hand he was a nutty little man, prone to driving everyone crazy with his OCD ways, but on the other side, he’s a familiar face that I know how he works. Sure, he’s annoying, but he’s annoying in a way that leaves few surprises. And yes - I suspect I'll miss the guy and his incredibly boring lunches.
So it’ll be interesting to see how all of this plays out. Either way, I only have 345 days left until I graduate from college. Then it won’t matter whose in charge, now will it?
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