Wednesday, December 13, 2006
A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to Unemployment
There have been some pretty drastic changes at work and, for the most part, they were things that I had predicted given the sales and market position that we’re facing at the end of the year. When I was hired, I was put into a position to support a VP of Marketing in an effort to increase sales and give the company more of a global reach. The end of the year came, goals weren’t met, and changes started coming.
Given the situation, I thought it was reasonable to think that I could soon be out of a job. No VP of Marketing could mean fewer products and, although everyone in the organization seemed happy with my work, less need for me. I thought that come the new year I would be facing my second layoff in as many calendar years, with both of them happening right after Christmas and New Years.
That didn’t happen.
In fact, something else entirely happened.
When the VP of Marketing stepped down, the news went out that the position wasn’t going to be filled. Instead, I was going to be given a promotion to Marketing Manager, taking over a good chunk of the VP’s duties (although without the responsibility of supervising the sales staff) while retaining most of my own job function.
I got a promotion, more headaches, and a shiny new office with a bigger desk.
So, hey, Merry Christmas to me.
In case you were wondering.
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Congratulations!
I’m green
Congrats.
Congratulations.
ps. According to the TW, this seems to be “step55” in your insidious plan to take over the world.
Congratulations.
Yay! Congrats!
Just remember to slow down in your speech and use plenty of “Um...yeah”s.
Good news, but now you are management scum, of course.
Dork, I plan to implement My Evil TPS Report Policy as Step 57 in my Semi-Secret Plan for World Domination. I’m going to start all my meetings with “Yeah, you can just go ahead and move a little bit to the left. Yeah, that’s it, great.
Thanks, everyone. I plan to abuse my powers and position to the best of my ability. I’m going to make you all so damned proud! I’ll be the best management scum ever.
Remember, I know where you work....well in the general vicinity at least...but still
Oh yeah. Congrats.
When the time comes you need an Assistant Manager for Enforcement of Arbitrary Edicts, I can clear my calendar.
For the cause, of course. For the cause.
yeah but do you get more cash?
I’m looking for a new job. Could you put in a good word with you for me?
Congrats Dude! That’s the best news I’ve heard all year. If you were a celebrity, you’d definitely be having the “Best Week Ever.” Does this mean you have to start shaving? Now I don’t have to worry about what I’m getting you for Christmas--I have the best management-style coffee cup in mind for those triumphant tours around the office. Seriously, you deserve it and I wish you the best.
Well done, management scum.
So, when are you going to offer me a job? Come on, you know you need a cute secretary!
Hey, that’s good news. Best of luck with the new position.
Doesn’t this call for a celebratory blogger bash?
Retro, I was thinking I needed an expert in Old Americana-ology. Send your resume.
Don (who is “0"), thanks, man. It was very truly a surprise. I figure shaving and wearing something other than jeans will become important very soon.
Darnit.
Thanks, Robert! I know you mean that in the nicest possible way.
Mr. Lady, if I get approval to hire a cute secratary, you’ll be first on my list. Promise.
Jed, I just talked to Andy tonight about the next party. We’re looking at a Post Holiday Gathering some time in mid- January. We need suggestions on venue and we’ll start talking dates over the next couple weeks.
If you’re now management, does that mean that everything you say can now be fully ignored while I maintain a semblance of attentive nodding combined with occasional grunts of affirmation? After all, that’s how I treat my current managers, so why should you be any different?
Come to think of it, that’s how most people I know act when managers are talking to them. Go fig.
Oh, that’s tough. I’ve worked hard to avoid having to wear anything other than jeans, myself. I dress more nicely on occasion (somewhat arbitrarily), just so my boss can’t say I always have a reason for dressing up. If I dressed nicely all the time, there’d be no way of knowing if I had ulterior motives for a long lunch, but that would miss the point of being able to dress comfortably.
Then again, I’ve been at this job almost 21 years, so it’s not like they have to worry very much about me leaving.
I used to know sort of where you worked, but we never did get together for lunch :-(
OC, if people start ignoring me when I talk, exactly how would that be different from my normal life?
Wheels, I’m going to miss my own personal dress code of jeans and whatever happens to be clean and non-offensive.
Yeah, my office is now far, far away from your part of the world. Lunch is going to be much harder to pull off…
Oh, oh, and I almost forgot. Ahh, I’m also gonna need you to go ahead and come in on Sunday, too…
David, how being ignored now would be different from your pre-promotion normal life is simple:
Now you will be officially ignored. It’s in the Code of the Underling, after all.
Let me be the 53rd person to say, ‘Beer’s on you.’ Congrats!