Cocoa Dude On The Job

At the risk of turning my blog into a facsimile of Cocoa Girl On The Job, let me tell you some stuff that happened at the plantation yesterday. If you read carefully yesterday then you saw this question of the day: "What the hell you mean 'lets's meet to discuss your responsibilities?' Are you trying to regulate something over here?" Let me give you the story.

I signed into my work email from home yesterday morning and saw a meeting invitation from my manager. It was a meeting to discuss my responsibilities. Immediately I got defensive. I was thinking that it was the meeting that would finally address the fact that I do what I want, when I want. I think that I have earned that right with all of the pimping that has been done to me in the last 5 months. To recap, since February I have been doing 2-3 peoples jobs without any compensation. People left the department and they took their slow ass time finding their replacements leaving me to pick up the slack. I complain about it in private, but at work I accept it as a fact of working in the corporate world. I admit that I have been kind of slacking lately and I figured this meeting was to address that.

On my way to work, I was sharing with a friend of mine and she got me to look at it from another perspective. So I went in to work with a positive outlook and put the knife down. I decided that I wouldn't automatically assume the worst. The meeting was scheduled for 11:30, right after I was supposed to be at work, but got rescheduled twice. So finally at 1:30, I went in to my manager's office with legal pad and a pen and listened to what she had to say.

It turned out great. The meeting was not to address my slacker tendencies at all. It was actually designed to releive me of some of the duties that I was doing for other people. We came up with a preliminary plan to free me up to do MY job (I hope I remember what that is. LOL) She thanked me for taking everything on without complaining. I then got bold and asked her what she thought about my work and she was nothing but complimentary. I was really surprised at the outcome and was worrying for nothing.

Tuesday's storm caused a downpour of reaction from senior management. When the lightning struck and knocked our computers out, the generator was supposed to kick in right away to prevent that. Since it didn't, everybody was in an uproar. I got emails from 7 different executives asking me to explain what happened, like I am an electrical engineer or something. They sent technicians to our building first thing in the morning and they were still there when I left at night. I mean, it wasn't that big of a deal to me. Stuff happens, and then you get over it, but they just couldnt accept that the power went out for a second.

Al Qaeda is on the warpath. He got chewed out for something he didnt do last week and now he is trying to find fault in everybody else to distract from his incompetence. He tried me again yesterday but was loud and wrong. He told our center manager that I ignored a request he sent, but he couldn't produce the email from his sent items. Dumb ass, when is he gonna realize that I am teflon? Shit don't stick to me. It's funny to me how he blatantly tries to get me in trouble, then comes smiling in my face like I'm not going to find out. I'm raising the terrorist threat level to RED. I straight avoid his ass for fear that one day, I might be tempted to see what it's like to slap a grown ass man.

Anyway that's about it. I need to start getting ready for work so I can get there at a reasonable time. No need in pushing my luck for the time being. I'm sure by Monday, I'll be right back to being late every day again. Holla at y'all later.

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