Tuesday, 23 November 2010

Bed


Just crawled out of bed, didn't want to really, but it seems pointless to stay their all morning, if I am poorly; I am poorly. Had a lovely phone call from my area manager whom insisted I drag myself out of my sick bed and 'man the pumps' she demanded this and that, how disappointed she was in me blah blah, I said "Tracie, I am sick!" and promptly hung up (first day off ever with this company) and I also informed her I caught this Flu off her Quality manager, she was not impressed, she rarely is. Nothing worst than a dictatorial bullying Area manager, she wont last, she can have my resignation with pleasure today, along with the many other good staff she's hemorrhaging on behalf of her company. I don't think she ever realised, she never scared me, and the reason is that there are times in your career when you can observe bad management, a bit like a train wreck waiting to happen, once that is realised, it then only becomes a matter of time, and of course, time for you to move on.

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