Anatomy of a work day:
- Boss Man calls. Some internal reorg going on which should take care of some organizational inefficiencies, increase my responsibilities, and make everything much better. Huzzah!
- Boss Man calls. Someone is doing a big presentation to the CIO, on a subject area that (through me) Boss Man is in charge of — and Boss Man doesn’t know about it. Oops. Scramble around. Yeah, one of Boss Man’s peers has done an end run, with innocent assistance from some of my people. Oops.
- IT Manager at Another Office calls. HR problem with one of my staff. Again. Still. Some more. Spend much time on phone with Boss Man and other supporting cast. Problem left unresolved at COB.
Wonder how today will go?
Ahhh…
The joys of Management and office politics in a time of reog’s.
Good times…good times…
I do not miss this at all!
And a decade later, I receive an email (sender names redacted):
And, to be honest, I was stumped (embarrassingly so) for several minutes. Until I figured out it was:
That’s Why They Pay Me The Big Bucks
So I thought I’d record that here, for posterity and future puzzled oceanographic researchers (though why it’s in an oceanography text I have, myself, no idea).
And, let me just say, the idea of getting an email missive from an oceanographic vessel, mid-Atlantic, over something I wrote a decade ago is, frankly, too cool for words.