In the Words of
My darling Michael Hutchence, there's just Not Enough Time.
I have so many things I'd like to write about, and I just don't have time to sit down and properly organize my thoughts.
So I'll just bring you some useless drivel instead.
First off, Joe, that IS supposed to be a shoe making my little lists, but you're right, and now all I can see is someone on all fours with striped stockings. I just wanted something to make my blog look a wee bit distinct, and didn't take the time to really look for something interesting. Why don't you buy me something with all your newfound wealth?
Second, for those of you concerned that I have real life friends posting in here, don't worry. It's my brother and sister-in-law, so they have to like me. I don't have any other friends, so that's out of the way. As long as you all stay losers like me and are available for me to chat with at any given point of the day, who needs real life friends, huh?
Third, Eli thinks we need to compost in our backyard, so I guess that nasty little one bathroom problem is out of the way now, isn't it?
My job is also shifting rapidly. John (CEO here in Tucson), Tony C (my boss, in PA), Pat (John's brother, operations guy that I work fairly closely with here) and Tony G (controller here) were just all on a weekly status conference call. It's just down the hall, so I could hear it all. The whole call, every question that John asked, I was the one with the answer, and I felt good that I really have my hand in everything here and that I know everything going on. I did NOT feel good though, to hear the people actually on the call stumbling through the answers. I suppose as a person lower on the totem pole, my job is to keep my higher-ups well informed, so perhaps I have failed in this regard and will work on changing how the information flows around here. But also, I wonder if they even know that I had all those answers? I'm starting to think I'm more valuable here than I knew, but that does me no good if they don't know that.
So my goal for the next 3 weeks is to be a SUPAH STAH and show them, so that when I present them with my proposal to work from home in Phoenix, they will cry and thank me for not leaving them. Any serious tips on how to write a better proposal with heavy sway will be appreciated.
I have so many things I'd like to write about, and I just don't have time to sit down and properly organize my thoughts.
So I'll just bring you some useless drivel instead.
First off, Joe, that IS supposed to be a shoe making my little lists, but you're right, and now all I can see is someone on all fours with striped stockings. I just wanted something to make my blog look a wee bit distinct, and didn't take the time to really look for something interesting. Why don't you buy me something with all your newfound wealth?
Second, for those of you concerned that I have real life friends posting in here, don't worry. It's my brother and sister-in-law, so they have to like me. I don't have any other friends, so that's out of the way. As long as you all stay losers like me and are available for me to chat with at any given point of the day, who needs real life friends, huh?
Third, Eli thinks we need to compost in our backyard, so I guess that nasty little one bathroom problem is out of the way now, isn't it?
My job is also shifting rapidly. John (CEO here in Tucson), Tony C (my boss, in PA), Pat (John's brother, operations guy that I work fairly closely with here) and Tony G (controller here) were just all on a weekly status conference call. It's just down the hall, so I could hear it all. The whole call, every question that John asked, I was the one with the answer, and I felt good that I really have my hand in everything here and that I know everything going on. I did NOT feel good though, to hear the people actually on the call stumbling through the answers. I suppose as a person lower on the totem pole, my job is to keep my higher-ups well informed, so perhaps I have failed in this regard and will work on changing how the information flows around here. But also, I wonder if they even know that I had all those answers? I'm starting to think I'm more valuable here than I knew, but that does me no good if they don't know that.
So my goal for the next 3 weeks is to be a SUPAH STAH and show them, so that when I present them with my proposal to work from home in Phoenix, they will cry and thank me for not leaving them. Any serious tips on how to write a better proposal with heavy sway will be appreciated.
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