The Kabuki Play 3

Kabuki is a traditional form of Japanese theater that portrays the lives of people who lived during the Edo period (1600-1868). While it's subject matter is primarily historical, Kabuki's extraordinary spectacles of color and sound through acting, dancing and music still symbolize contemporary life.

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HISTORY OF "THE KABUKI PLAY"

  • The original "Kabuki Play" writings exposed a brash inner monologue as I struggled through the trials and tribulations as a college student. Broken friendships, irritating dorm-mates and akward trips home between semesters kicked off the first "Kabuki Play" series. However, college didn't last forever and "the real world" was right around the corner with drama ten fold.
  • "The Kabuki Play 2," a darker and more disturbing account, told the unsettling story about my first job after graduating from college, it being one of the biggest trainwrecks in the history of "The Kabuki Play." After being caught in the middle of 10 consecutive firings in less than two years and being stuck with four pisspoor bosses, I decided that I'd had enough. So, I quit my job and cut off all the negativity in my life, and moved two hours away from home to start my life over.
  • With a new job, my own apartment and a new beginning, "The Kabuki Play 3" picks up where the second series left off and revisits my inner monologue as I try to leave the past behind me and spread my wings.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

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?

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