Thursday, May 30, 2002

Chillin in the Corner Office

Politics, I tell you. But before I go there, the good news. I moved into the phattie corner office. Windows. Large. Hilariously large. Welcome to the big time. After being in the gig for two years now, I've lustfully stared at this office with the thought and promise that one day it will be mine. Today it is. Literally. We should all have a party in my huge digs.

You do know, of course, that this hugeness came with the promotion, thank you very much, and I'm now running the entire outfit by myself. 200+ students. 4 staff members. Oh yah baby, this shit is goin' to be live. It's going to be Voodooriffic.

And you also know that promotions often come with costs including way increased responsibilities, because hey, life is like that, and the challenges get bumped up one. Wherein lay the problem. I was presented with a situation that I thought was going to be copacetic after I made an outstanding recommendation. Well, someone who was going in on it with me decided to give me the very polite hand and tell me that she didn't want to go along with it. {curse} Oh really now. You didn't want to deal with it. Great. Just fucking great. Now I have to explain this to my boss, my boss's boss AFTER you told me it was okay. {/curse}

Politickin' isn't my forte. Okay, I lied, it is. I can work and politick like there's no tomorrow, but I hate it. I hate playing the role, kowtowing to supposed greatness when we know, we BOTH know, that you're outta my league. Sound pretty smug? Sure, why not, I've earned it. I know my place. Now you know yours. Amazing thing, the ego.

Oh well, that's life for the Voodoo, my honies. It's simultaneously cool yet ab-so-fucking-lutely mundane.

But let me be mundane from the corner office. Hold my calls. I'm blogging.

Voodoo

posted by Voodoo Child @ 11:44:00 PM