Hole
She said: “You can’t get upset over these changes. You take the news and move on.” That’s my boss talking after we all learned that the head honcho in our department is quitting at the end of the month. I bet her butt cheeks are clapping right now from glee over this new development coz she’s just upped her chances of moving up the ladder sooner than expected. Good for her, bad for me. I’m in a panic mode right now and if I wasn’t in too much of a debt (I just got me a new car, but I’ll save this story for next time)- I would have driven out right now and start looking for another job.
To be honest, I just don’t have much respect for my boss. She doesn’t have managerial skills at all. She may be competent with whatever work she did before being given supervisorial roles but, damn, the woman is clueless about what it takes to be a leader. Now I hate it that technically, she will be heading the department now instead of just supervising me and two other colleagues. On the other hand, I guess she feels the same about me. She questions every red mark, every period, every comma or capital letter I place on her articles. She asks me for books to support my every editorial call. She’s not impressed and the feeling is mutual.
But more than anything, I guess what’s making me more upset is the fact that I’m saying goodbye again. I think I’ve said more goodbyes in the last 3 years to more people than I ever had in my entire life. This head honcho was the one who took a chance on me when no other company would when I first came here in the US. He actually entrusted me with responsibilities that entailed more than ringing up customers in a department store or process cellphone orders placed online. He actually thought I was good enough to produce newsletters, edit seasoned writers’ work, and manage an entire website. Despite his flaws and the several instances where we butt heads, he’s leaving and I’m going to miss him.
My prospects with this company are dim. Can I still ride it out until my family is ready to go home to the Philippines? Is it worth it? Can I stay sane amidst all these frustration? Should I start looking for a job? Questions. No answers.
