The Bitch Ain’t Right

My hunches were correct—my new boss sucks. Thankfully, she’s not worse than the last bitch I had to deal with, but she’s not much better.

It is one thing to start a new job and have to endure a learning curve. It’s another to be in over your head, a weak leader, and blatantly lackadaisical. I think I already told you about her frequent lateness to meetings, extended lunch and coffee breaks, and tendency to chit chat a little too much throughout the day.

It seems to me like her antics all stem from one thing, so I think I’ve finally figured her out. She’s a big expressionist. She comes up with big ideas, but does nothing to put it into fruition. For me, personally, she likes the OUTCOME of what I do, but wants nothing to do with the process or logistics of my job—just the end result.

She’s resistant when we ask for help. Everyday she has a new excuse for something else she can’t do. I especially love the slight tremor in her neck that prevents her from taking pictures. A dysfunctional coffee addict and a bad proofreader by the “end of the day,” what good can she possibly do me?

Insane

I cannot believe this.
The first thing my boss had to say to me this morning was that she met with the Senior Vice President who thinks I’m “not busy enough.”

Ok, I don’t know for sure if she REALLY said that to my boss or not, but let’s say she did. NOT BUSY ENOUGH? Bitch, have you SEEN my desk? HAVE YOU TAKEN A FUCKING LOOK AROUND CAMPUS? I’m up to my eyeballs in paperwork. I’m working on 7 projects at once AND I have 4 more coming down the pipeline!

Not busy enough… so I questioned how the SVP came to that conclusion. My boss says “Oh, well she saw you upstairs a few times talking to people.”

OOHHH-KAY… wait, wait, wait.

First of all, I work in the Marketing and COMMUNICATIONS department. Who would have though that I might have to COMMUNICATE?

Fucking idiots. If I’m upstairs “talking to people” I’m MOST LIKELY DOING MY JOB. Yeah, I chit chat with people now and then, but it doesn’t prevent me from completing my assignments nor does it mean I’m not busy. My job isn’t a 9-5 desk job, SORRY. More importantly, I’m NOT the one these idiots have to be worrying about. I don’t pilfer money, I don’t lie on my time sheet and I don’t take advantage.

How could someone POSSIBLY question my work ethics like that?

Oh, and to make things even more beautiful, I hate a flat tire. FUCK MEEEY.

The New Hire

They finally hired a new Director of Marketing and Communications.

She started on Monday and seemed very promising during the interview process (they allow us underlings to meet the top interview candidates before hiring them).

It’s obvious that she is no Barbara Brooks. I don’t foresee her treating me or my coworker as the enemy, nor do I foresee her lying, stealing credit, or coming to work at 10am and leaving at 4pm, among many, many other things. However, in her first few days, she’s said and done some things that struck a sour chord…

As busy as I am, I was taken back when she asked me to create a 4-column spreadsheet for her to jot down messages—something she could have done herself or at least given to the admin assistants.

Of course I didn’t do it right, so she took out a sheet of paper and sketched what she wanted. In the time it took her to demonstrate, she could have done it herself 3 times over. It was so simple that a ruler and a pen would have been just as good.

The next day, she was over 20 minutes late to 2 meetings I had scheduled for us. I am trying my best to get her acclimated and make the campus aware of who she is, but I felt like she threw it in my face.

She’s also a bit of a talker. Ok, she’s a BIG FUCKING TALKER. She’s got a story for EVERYTHING. Meetings that should be 20 minutes last an hour and a half. Jesus Christ, WHAT is going on?