Yep. There it is. “The Door”.
And the big boss is showing it to me.
my bunny is actually blue
No, I’m not being fired. And at least he didn’t tell me something trite like, “Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.”
The business I’m in favors job mobility – - moving to a new position every few (3-5?) years. The thought is you don’t want to become stale and entrenched in your current job. Likewise, the thinking is you can bring fresh ideas to the new position.
Poppycock.*
I hold to the counter argument (with allowance for exceptions) that the expertise and depth of knowledge built up over the years is a synergistic bonus to job success. Move only when you want, not when someone thinks you’ve been there too long.
The exceptions? The curmudgeons and troglodytes are always there in any business. Sometimes they must be moved just for the health of the organization. Admittedly in the mostly futile hope of actually finding them a job that they can accomplish without bringing down civilization as we know it.
(by the way, i miss the muppets)
I’ve been here 3 years.** The big boss thinks it’s time for me to go.
So, I seek other jobs in the big organization, outside of my office.
The good part? The jobs I’m looking for mostly require an interview with a panel.
So…
If I “accidentally”, during that interview – - -
a) Pick my nose,
b) Leer at the cleavage of the woman leading the panel,***
c) [there is no (c)], or
d) Channel and start quoting ancient Hittite philosophers.
…or some such nonsense, I can self-sabotage the interview!
But not too much. I don’t want to burn too many bridges before I get to them.
I’m not wanting to move soon.
If I ignore the door…is it not there?
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*Bullshit!!
**…this time…I like this place I’ve been here numerous times in various positions.
***yeah, I know that wouldn’t really be an “accident”. Rather, it takes purposeful effort to avoid doing that in the first place.
Tags: Careerus Interruptus, Door ignoring as a hobby, Fun with nose picking, Self-sabotage for survival, Twit Boss
October 24, 2011 at 08:39 |
i think it would be fun if you darkened your hair, parted it on the other side, re-arranged your office, and put a different name on the outside… see how long it takes him to notice that you’re not really the ‘new kid’…
November 1, 2011 at 08:30 |
good plan. my office mates? they’d figure it out. the boss? he’d go out of his way to make me feel welcome and try to win me over.
October 28, 2011 at 22:26 |
I was going to suggest a Bonzo Clown nose. Go with Daisyfae’s idea!
November 1, 2011 at 08:33 |
can’t we just combine the two? i’m sure he wouldn’t notice. he’d more likely mistake me for a relative of Karl Malden.
October 31, 2011 at 01:04 |
I, unfortunately, grew up in an industry where you often had to kill somebody to get a job. I, on the other hand, had a record of spending six whole years at one place, in three different jobs. We should trade.
November 1, 2011 at 08:34 |
for all my complaining, i am a very lucky boy to be able to have this job. this is all a Machiavellian exercise. won’t trade it (unless i find my dream job…whatever that might be).