Another notch on the resume
Had a meeting at work today.
At 4 pm. The usual time that I am deep in torpor.
Normally, these meetings are worthless to me because, well, I do my job great and I don't make mistakes enough to warrant a meeting being held.
Imagine my surprise then when a half hour before the meeting started (Yes, I am chronically early to everything there) my GM comes up to me and say, "Jon, I need to speak to you."
Oh, shit. They found the bodies.
Of course, that was my first thought. My second thought being that I've done nothing wrong so there's no reason for him to take me out to the woodshed, so to speak. (the resting place of the aforementioned bodies) Turns out, though, that this was a good talk. About how appreciated I am there and how well I do my job to the extent that they never really need to fix anything because most of the time, I fix the problems that occur on my shift before they're even aware of them. So, in recognition of that fact, and plus the fact that they need someone reliable to keep people in line while they're not around they're promoting me (sort of) to Night Audit Supervisor.
Are you afraid yet? You should be.
I have to say that, there is not going to be any increase of pay with this promotion (yet). Mainly because the company is slowly being bought out by another company and the new company, if they buy our property, will more than likely raise wages all the way around. Regardless, at my one year evaluation, I'll be getting the maximum pay increase since I'm taking this job.
Granted, I really don't plan on being there long enough for it to matter (unless they make it worth my while) but the title will go well in my resume so that when I go looking around for any management job (read: whore myself out) it will go a bit father than just your run of the mill Night Auditor.
So, good news there. The death thing is pretty much played itself out. Now, I'm just giving it a few more weeks before I go looking for a lawyer (read: renting a whore) to file a wrongful death lawsuit against the person responsible. If I'm lucky, that'll be a decent settlement since my father. in his infinant wisdom, decided to leave nothing for my or my siblings.
Yeah. I know. Just another reason why he never won a father of the year award.
At 4 pm. The usual time that I am deep in torpor.
Normally, these meetings are worthless to me because, well, I do my job great and I don't make mistakes enough to warrant a meeting being held.
Imagine my surprise then when a half hour before the meeting started (Yes, I am chronically early to everything there) my GM comes up to me and say, "Jon, I need to speak to you."
Oh, shit. They found the bodies.
Of course, that was my first thought. My second thought being that I've done nothing wrong so there's no reason for him to take me out to the woodshed, so to speak. (the resting place of the aforementioned bodies) Turns out, though, that this was a good talk. About how appreciated I am there and how well I do my job to the extent that they never really need to fix anything because most of the time, I fix the problems that occur on my shift before they're even aware of them. So, in recognition of that fact, and plus the fact that they need someone reliable to keep people in line while they're not around they're promoting me (sort of) to Night Audit Supervisor.
Are you afraid yet? You should be.
I have to say that, there is not going to be any increase of pay with this promotion (yet). Mainly because the company is slowly being bought out by another company and the new company, if they buy our property, will more than likely raise wages all the way around. Regardless, at my one year evaluation, I'll be getting the maximum pay increase since I'm taking this job.
Granted, I really don't plan on being there long enough for it to matter (unless they make it worth my while) but the title will go well in my resume so that when I go looking around for any management job (read: whore myself out) it will go a bit father than just your run of the mill Night Auditor.
So, good news there. The death thing is pretty much played itself out. Now, I'm just giving it a few more weeks before I go looking for a lawyer (read: renting a whore) to file a wrongful death lawsuit against the person responsible. If I'm lucky, that'll be a decent settlement since my father. in his infinant wisdom, decided to leave nothing for my or my siblings.
Yeah. I know. Just another reason why he never won a father of the year award.
posted by Not Your TGM | 11:15 PM
3 Comments:
Yay about the sort-of-promotion! Woohoo! (I'd have demanded the raise anyhow, though, as I'm sure you deserve it.) Muah ha ha ha.
Boooo on Dad, but no surprise, huh?
When I was growing up, my male role models were as follows.
My grandfather
My uncle Darrell
My uncle David
Alex Reed from the Donna Reed Show
Mike Brady
I have very few good memories of my father growing up because he just wasn't really there. I always seemed like a hiderance to him and it was always just best to look to someone else.
It's a long and sorted tale really. We'd gotten closer over the last few years and I was working on building up a relationship with him but there was always some barrier there between us. I've really been mourning the loss of the possibilities that are gone now that he's dead more than mourning him because of our past. It just seemed that now when things were going halfway decent between us that this happened and I've been angry about it.
But, yeah. Him leaving me and my siblings nothing at the time of his death really is no big surprise to me. I know he was close to my sister more than my or my brother, so, for her, I feel really bad. But as for me, this is nothing new.
Mike Brady? Dude...
Anyway, congrats on the promotion, sorry to hear the bad news about the bling.
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