This is turning into one of those weeks…
Why oh why did I EVER let them talk me into management???
Sigh…
No, I can’t fix something halfway around the world. No I’m not going to make any phone calls to ‘rattle some cages’. No I’m not going to use a silver bullet to fix this…
HELL NO, I’m not getting on an airplane to go fix it…
I didn’t mis-manage the planning. I kept people advised of the situation as it developed. I’m not in a position to waste MY time to fix somebody else’s screw up. YOU have people supposedly ‘qualified’ to unscrew the problems you’ve caused. My suggestion is that you get them off their asses. Not my monkey, not my circus…
Weeks like this really make me wish I was still just an operator. Get up, go fly, go have a beer. Lather, rinse, repeat as required…
Yes, as a matter of fact I AM a tad grumpy…
No, as a matter of fact, I’m not impressed by your PHD and two years of experience… And yes, I do know the history of the program you are talking about. I was IN that program for x years…
The ONLY bright spot so far this week is burying that turkey under emails that showed he was on the email string from the first email…
If he keeps digging, he should hit China in about two weeks.
Grumble… Wonder if I can get out of my lease early. Might just move the ‘retirement’ up…
Now where in the hell are my BP meds…
Pull the plug and come partake of a month of Ballistic Therapy out here NFO .
Hop in your car and head North – I’ll make pineapple upside-down cake and break out a bottle of Macallan.
Not my monkey, not my circus…
Right way to go. Once worked for a man who often said,”That is not my monkey, and you are not giving it to me”.
I was reamed a few weeks ago for not responding to an aggrieved person’s emails. He had me get my boss on a conference call and went ballistic on why his problems were not being addressed.
My boss asked to see the email string, we then found out numb nuts sent it to the wrong email address. After some sputtering he still tried to blame me. My boss wasn’t buying it.
Pure comedy gold.
Being the boss is no high school prom.
Becoming a manager is like catching a STD – a short time of fun followed by a long time of steadily increasing pain and regret.
Why oh why did I EVER let them talk me into management???
Ummm… coz that’s where the big bucks are? 🙂
Sounds like you got yourself one of them there, whatcha call ’em, oh yeah…JOBS. 🙂
As one who has worked in middle management for more years than I care to recall…I feel your pain.
Try being the CEO.
All of the s@#t ends up on your desk…sigh.
I feel your pain, my friend. If I could retire, I would.
On the other hand, I’m high enough on the chain to work directly for the owner, so I don’t get too much grief anymore.
Head west a bit. I’ve got bread and cookies and whiskey.
“Not my monkey, not my circus…” but if you don’t get this fixed and straighten out, it is YOUR ASS that will be fried.
Spoken like someone who knows.
I don’t know who decided to let the cats out anyway, but I’ve been herding them too. I feel your pain.
Well, when you find OldNFO, bring him back. This grumpasaurus alien dude is scaring me. I might think he was a Democrat pouting after the election. Or something. 😉
The joke around the HQ Section is that even if I wasn’t acting as the company commander, I’d still be referred to as the “Old Man” simply for the oh so pleasant way I growl when addressed before 0945.
However, the girl who runs the Civil Affairs shop says that is a horrendous false accusations and that I’m never short or grumpy.
The fact that she is a short, perky blonde former sorority girl bears no relevance on that.
I offer my service as Designated Driver on the pub crawl route of your choice.
FD/Mrs.C- TEMPTING!!! sigh…
WSF- But they are trying like hell…
Gerry- LOL, that’s a good one!
LL- Yep, ‘especially’ when one has to ‘watch’ what gets said… sigh
Tim- Oh THANK you for that image… dammit…
Buck- If Only…
GR6- Yeah, sucks to be me right now.
Skip- At least you can FIRE people though!
Rev- Must be nice! 😉
Pedi- Tempting too!
CP- Yeah, but I have ‘ammo’ to back my side of the story ;-D
Jenn- Dunno, but s/he needs to be shot at dark, cause sunrise is too good for him…
Fargo- Sorry… 😀
SPE- Sure… Sure… 😀
Stretch- Does that include Scotland??? 🙂
Scotland? Sure! I just need to get a new passport.
Well bless your heart, Bucko… So sorry to hear your have’n a crappy week… That’s just awful…
I will be think’n about you on the range tomorrow…sigh
You having one of those weeks too?
Mine began several months ago, the Project couldn’t plan their way out of their butt with both hands and a flashlight. Now they’re on the news and youtube. But behind the scenes, they’re screaming for more equipment be sent IMMEDIATELY to Sandy Eggo to be COD’d to the scene (of the crime). In the meantime, they forgot that I cannot approve their requests, I’ve got to go to someone in Crystal City, through several layers of approvals, before their wishes can be granted.
They pulled this yesterday, I pulled strings, they got their approval and equipment. And they did it AGAIN today. I’m NOT happy with these idjits, and neither are a lot of other Security folks. But there’s about $0.5T involved…
I don’t have any alcohol in the house at the moment, but if you stop by, I will make sure that there’s enough to make both of us forget about the problem. For a while anyway. And home-cooked Mexican food.
Stretch- That could be fun! 🙂
Dammit- Go ahead, rub it in… LOL
WN- Oh damn… Mine’s not ‘quite’ that bad… But I’m gonna take you up on it! Just gotta get our schedules worked out…
There’s a million ways to skin a cat.
First you have to catch ’em.
Like the saying goes Sh** runs down hill. Sounds like you need to run it down the hill.
And now you know why I retired 2 years early!
Hang in there, buddy.
Ed- Tempting… 101 uses for a dead cat comes to mind…
Rick- Problem is ‘I’ am AT the bottom of the hill on this one…
drjim- Shaddap… 😀