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I had my picture taken at work today as part of the new “Who the Fuck Are You and What Exactly Do You Do Here?” program from the HR department. Well, it’s not really called that. But, apparently the “owners” of the top projects at work all got photographed, and our mug shots are going to be plastered on the company intranet and in the lunchroom.
The thing is, hardly any of the executives at my company have made any attempt to get to know me over the past year or so they’ve been in power. Or even say “hello” as we pass each other in the hallway, for that matter. Shit, I have problems even getting ten minutes to consult with the head of my department.
So now, after I spent three months on a project where no executive said a word to me, it’s become important. And they think that posting my picture up in the lunchroom is going to make things better? And they expect me to drop the resentment I have for them and suddenly become crew? I guess so, if I want to stay employed at their company, that is. Welcome to the New World of Work, homeboy. If you don’t like it, there are a thousand motherfuckers out there who would gladly take your place.
Thursday is one step closer to Friday which is one step closer to the weekend…
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HI bro, haha.. funny to read comments of civilian jobs. I remember the days of corprate resentment, and nasty undisciplined self-serving employers. My days are much different now. If I see upper management, I pop a salute and “the appropraite greeting.” If my subordinates see me, they do the same. Its wierd, yet fulfilling, yet still trips me out :). Maybe I’m becoming more “institutionalized” by the day. Scary thought. I still miss drums. Rock on
Yes Mother F-er, you’re a little pion in our chain of command so you need to conform or you’ll be filling out UI papers and sending them off to the EDD soon.
Bring it on, HR…