Buckle up, hunker down, and hang onto your hooters! We are about to experience a rant, Blognut style.
I’m cranky.
Less cranky than yesterday, and more cranky than I will probably be tomorrow, but cranky, nevertheless.
Work sucked today, just like I knew it would suck. I sat in a meeting for six hours, which is about five hours past 'time well spent,' so there’s that.
Also? For the last several weeks, and for as many weeks into the future as I care to look, I am working. Actually working. Not sorta working, either. The real thing. And hello… what the fuck is that all about, anyway?
I am a manager. Isn’t that supposed to mean that other people work and I take the credit? Because, seriously, that’s what every manager I’ve ever had did to me. I’m really good at that and I don’t get to do it enough, so they should totally let me practice taking credit for other people’s work. Consider it a development opportunity. And anyway, managing is work. It’s not like I’m not used to a little work, but it’s been getting more and more ridiculous with each passing day. When do I get my Prima Donna days? Have I not yet earned the right to watch other people do all the work in between my golfing and lunches? Not that I even like to golf but, damn it, I should at least get the chance to hate it before I give it up completely.
AND THEN?!
Do you know what I am doing tomorrow? And the next day? Seriously, I am hosting training sessions where we will talk about our bank’s business continuity plan. Do you even know what the hell that means? That means we have to have a documented plan FOR EACH DEPARTMENT, where we have written down step-by-friggin’-step instructions for how to resume business in the event of a disaster. Know why? Because the godforsaken bank examiners make us do it. Do you know where they will be in the event of a disaster? Yes, you are correct. They will be at home. Where we all should be in the event of a business-stopping disaster.
But NO. Not your bankers from Bumblefuck Bank & Trust! Not according to these documents that I have spent untold hours preparing and reviewing. These documents say that I will be AT WORK doing everything under the sun to keep the bank open all through whatever crisis, including ebola and other plague pandemic events, no matter what happens. I even have masks, gloves, and sanitizing gel on hand for just such an occasion. Not because anyone will there to use them, mind you, but because we have to pretend we will really go to work if this shit actually goes down.
Do you know where I’ll really be? In spite of the document? And in spite of whatever it is they’re expecting of me?
Yeah, I’ll be at home. Fuck ‘em.
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So what I hear you say is that you won't be working during a crisis? Good for you!
I think you need decaf.
:))))
i think you supers and mine are the same!
Being in Florida.. we have to stay open during hurricane force rains and wind, unless there is a hurricane warning. Yup.... people might actually go out and repair the utilities that might get damaged.
So if we are under a watch.. we HAVE to stay
Whatever. I'll use vacay time and go home.. I'm with you... Fuck 'em!
Totally hanging on to my hooters. No wonder Joe likes them...
Also, I almost never work. And I'm working too. It's like the planets are out of alignment or something.
Work is so overrated. Hiding at home is full of win.
Oh hell...
I guess really hell. If there is hell on earth, I will not be needing my bank. We all do things online anyway?? And if something that bad happens and the phones and internet go down. Who cares? It happened to everyone. So, I guess we all do not need to pay our bills.
Braja needs caffeine? I think it helps with constipation.
Chronic lurker here (apologies / bygones) and I have ot say I *heart* this post very much!
I know rushing to the bank is the first thing I'd do if there was a disaster - not. I think this is how the banking crisis began. No one knew what to do because it wasn't written down.
What should you do if a national dister strikes? Call in sick!
I feel for you.
PASTOR SHARON Awww, heck no!!!
BRAJA Don't be thinking I'm going to concede defeat on that one, my dear friend! Not gonna happen.
DIZZ That's when you put some windex in your eye and claim pink eye. Not that I'd ever do that.
CATE You were only supposed to hang onto them for a minute or two. You can let go now.
HIT 40 I know!!! Everyone will use their ATM card just as God intended.
AMY Welcome to the comment box! Finally. Speak freely and don't worry about jumping any lines of decency; there aren't any.
LISA Someday when you have an hour or ten, I'll explain how that banking crisis started, and it was totally written down! No one was reading it.
SHERRI See what I mean?!
Can't you put in a clause that says you don't have to work then but everyone else does?
Oh my poor lil fuzzy blognut.. over whelmed... you just stay at home honey get you a cocktail and enjoy it. That bank will make it just fine.. till you get back.
Braja that was hilarious!
now for the rest @!!&@@*!!^@#
I hate nothing more than sitting in a meeting that should have finished and some fudgemonkeys do their best to drag it on for no reason other than because they like to talk and feel important. Grr.
Oh for heaven's sakes, that's what the ATM is for, people. No need for Blognuts IN the bank during, you know, the end of the world. .
I'll be your alibi if you need one when disaster strikes and you stay home...because I would totally do the same thing. :)
6 hour meeting? Isn't the attention span something like 25 minutes? So by my calculations, that's 335 minutes too long... :)
What's up with you being a manager and having to work?! That's just so wrong on so many levels, you know, because all managers delegate to the peons and get to slide through the day... ;)
I'm with EVERYONE ELSE on this and yes, I did read all the comments! Would like to add that you should definitely NOT move an inch about decaf!
Well, THAT explains it. You're a BANKER.
Hey, from one banker (former) to another, that continuity plan is well worth it. I once worked for a company that had an office in Fort Myers after Hurricane Wilma came through and left the power and phone lines down for days.
The continuity plan? The Director of Sales called the "phone" girl (our Communication Specialist or something) to ask HER if SHE could "see about" what she could do to get the power and phones lines working again.
Yeah, OKAY. The "power" people in Fort Myers are going to put the mortgage bankers FIRST in line to get the power on.
Someone explain to me HOW these people get in an executive position?
I totally understand when you say "I am a manager. Isn’t that supposed to mean that other people work and I take the credit? Because, seriously, that’s what every manager I’ve ever had did to me."
I feel the same way. And yet in my position, I feel like I do it all AND oversee. The point of rising to the top is to do less!
Hope your week gets better, although you are a funny cranky blognut.
Exactly where this bank customer will be. Who rushes to the bank in the midst of a national crisis? Idiots, that's who.
A six hour meeting, darling Bloggus Nuttus, that is just soooo wrong...
And 'Delegate, delegate' my darling... It is always tempting to think you have to do everything, but you really need to give it over to others - The Action Planning, that is... by all means oversee and monitor it, but don't, whatever you do, do it! For there are always others who are willing for you to do all the work, as you've got broad shoulders, and you're good at it, right?! But let it go, delegate the control - Some of it - and breathe - And don't you dare pop your clogs at your desk with stress, or I'll be over there to get my face painted, and to talk some sense into you - It'll involve moonlight, margaritas and mithering, but I'll talk some sense (intermittently!~) all the same...
Do have a less than cranky week, my dahlink xxooxx
I'm coming to your house in case of disaster because after that rant I think you could kick some serious disaster booty!
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