Category: Jobs

I Am At Peace

I’ve had many things happening of late that I want to write about, but it’s all so jumbled in my mind that I haven’t felt like it would be coherent to share with you.  I think I’m finally ready – but if it doesn’t seem rational, just know that I warned you!

Hun and I went on an honest-to-goodness vacation several weeks back.  It was wonderful, blissful, (mostly) non-stressful, and relaxing.  We went on a cruise with another couple, cousins from my side of the family, and just being the 4 of us, it was great.  We did what we wanted, when we wanted and with whom we wanted.

Before leaving on the vacation, I prepped my work and coworkers on what I needed them to do while I was away.  I actually left my job at “Inbox-0”.  I had NOTHING pending in my work email that needed my attention or would hold a mental distraction for me while I was away.  This is the first time I have ever left work without feeling like I was forgetting something or that my work would be more stressful when I returned due to unfinished business.  This added to my relaxed feeling while I was away.

When Hun and I returned from our trip, he came down sick – bronchitis with a vengeance.  And I received a text from a previous boss asking if I could meet with her.

She proceeded to tell me that she had a part-time job opening and she wanted me to be in the position, that I was the first and only person she considered hiring for the spot.  I was/am honored beyond belief that she feels this way.  I asked her for the chance to talk with Hun and to think about the offer.  She readily agreed.

The next day, I talked with HR – I suspected and it was confirmed by them – the new offer would affect my current position and there would have to be negotiations between the two departments for my time.  This wasn’t a surprise to me, but meant I needed to think through my options carefully and proceed with care – for my own mental health and well-being.

Before I could return home that evening, the start of a tickle on the back of my throat alerted me to the fact that now I was coming down ill.  My former boss is not one to wait and she texted the next day, while I was ill, wanting to know if I had an answer for her.  I let her know of my illness and asked to wait until after the weekend before speaking with her, hopefully I would be better by then.

Three days in bed allowed me time to think through my options.  There weren’t many that didn’t lead to increased stress on my part, in some cases enormous stress.  Hun’s one request of me regarding the job offer was that I not go back to the dark place I was in several years ago.  I’m just now coming back to “normal”; I don’t want to go back there either.

On Monday, I let her know of my “conundrum”.  We walked through all of the scenarios that I could potentially foresee.  I laid everything out, honestly, where the stress points would be and why and for how long.  She agreed, it was a conundrum and one that she could tell wouldn’t have an easily solved solution.

She finally commented, “So, if I want you to work for me, I have to be able to offer you at least what your current job is already giving you; so you would leave them and solely work for me, is that an accurate statement?”

I thought about it – yes, I guess so.

Without realizing it, I had negotiated my own terms into the job offer.

I had no intention of doing that – that isn’t me.  But it is something that brought me satisfaction once I realized that is what I did.

I’ve since found out that my old boss is unable to give me what I need to quit my current job and come back to working with her.  In the past, I would have moved heaven and earth to make a move like this happen, regardless of what my gut was telling me.  While I am disappointed (I love this boss!), I’m also relieved that it didn’t work out.  Not because I don’t want to move – I would in a heartbeat if the terms had been agreeable and met – but because I know the move isn’t going to bring on increased stress.

I am at peace with the entire process – so I know that this was the right decision for me at this time.  There are no worries, no wondering if I made the right choice, no wondering if I’m disappointing someone and what they think of me.  This is a new feeling for me.

I like it.

Calm Out Of Chaos

There are subtle noises at my work being made that are leaning towards change.  At barely a whisper, it’s hard to tell if the change is merely my imagination or might actually happen.  Usually, I can tell when something is “off” and right now, something is “off”.

One of my coworkers, while very nice and a great person; usually talks or makes some type of noise for the better part of the day.  Random song lyrics out of nowhere, blurting out what she’s thinking regardless of the subject (she once informed us she needed to go #2), and wild statements that you’re positive aren’t true (my mom believe’s you’re the devil).  My assumption is she talks to hear herself talk; but she’s also commented that she takes meds for ADHD, so that probably plays a large role in her personality.

Recently, she had an upcoming day off.  One of the other ladies asked her what her plans for the day were – her response was “I’m going to a job interview”.

No one said a word – positive or negative – we were all silent, like she hadn’t said a thing.  Just like we react to 95% of her statements.

I asked one of the other coworkers (when we were alone) what her thoughts were.  She responded with, “I don’t think she’s going to an interview.  I think she just said that because she wanted someone to say ‘no, don’t leave!  We’d be lost without you!’.”

But, for some reason, I think she was serious.

I don’t know.  I could be wrong – I’ve been wrong before.

This leads me to another, similar, event.

While I did change jobs about 6 months ago, I am still with the same company.  I’ve been with this company for over 22 years now.  Over those years, they’ve done different processes for employee evaluations.  Their current model is that everyone has their evaluation done during the same time-period.  So, even though I’ve only been in the position for 6 months, I just completed my yearly evaluation.

It was a decent evaluation, with my manager praising the changes I have helped with during my short time in the department.  She went so far as to say, “I wish there were 6 of you!”  She also commented that she wished I would go full-time (I’m only part-time at 28 hours a week currently).

I stayed silent on her comments.

In the past, I would have agreed immediately to whatever my manager wanted from me.  Bigger challenges?  I’m on it!  Want me to work myself crazy?  No problem!

But not now.  I reflected on her comments and reviewed the subtle shifts happening in the department.  I see patterns, and can intuit things before others see the same things.  I think we’re going to have a job opening in the department within the next 6 months.

And if my manager stays true to her statement, I’m not going to take the offered full-time job.

This is a huge change for me business wise.  In the past, I would have jumped right on it.  Already thinking about how I could change the position for the better (before I was in the position or even before being offered the position).

Now I know that if I took the position I would eventually be miserable.

Within a year, I would be stressed out and, eventually, willing to throw away my career just like I was before.

With the current job I have, and the personal growth I have experienced over the last several months, I know what I want out of life now.  I know what I want to be when I “grow up”.

I want to create.  Specifically, I love to create calm out of chaos.

That’s what I’m currently doing.

My core job duties are the same as what my coworkers’ job duties are – except I only do those duties about 35% of the time, while they do them around 85-95% of the time.  The other 65% of my time is dedicated to special projects.  The job didn’t start this way, but it has morphed as my manager saw my strengths and utilized them.

The projects I am given are a complete and utter disaster when they are handed to me.

I make sense of the project.  I create processes on how to do the project going forward.  I test out my process and revamp and revise as needed/necessary until it makes sense.

In six months of being in the office, I have tackled 6 major projects.  Most are completed; a couple of projects are still in process.  I’m given a new project every few weeks.  I have more projects “in queue” to be worked on than I currently have time for.

And I am ecstatic!


Will I be willing to help out my manager in a pinch if my coworker does quit?  Yes.

Will I do it without a plan to return to what I’m currently doing?  No.

I finally feel like I’m a grown up.  Funny how things like this work.

Let The Journey Begin

I am about to embark on a very exciting journey!

I have decided to open up my own business.  I have the general idea in place and am currently working through a lot of the planning stages of a venture such as this.

I’ve never owned my own business.

I have no idea what to do, where to start, or what to expect.

But that’s okay, because I’m not the first person to take on this adventure.  Others have gone before me and have paved the way.  I have countless blog posts saved for aspects of this business idea that I haven’t even thought about yet.

Everything points to starting with a business plan.

Plan?  Like in lists?  And expectations?  And getting down to the nitty-gritty details?


I LOVE planning!  I LOVE making lists!  I LOVE details!

I don’t love not knowing what I’m doing.  Sigh.

That’s okay – these road blocks, speed-bumps and detours are not negatives at all.  They are there to make sure that I am considering all angles and my business will have the best chance for success!

Every negative that has been thrown at me so far has been nothing but another bullet point on my planning list to explore, learn about and incorporate into my business plan.

Will I be successful?

I have no idea.

Will I regret not trying?


Will I include everyone in on my journey?

You betcha!

That Was Quick!


I already have another job.


I really wanted more time off.


I realize that I don’t have to start right away…..but at the same time, I don’t want to look a gift horse in the eye either!

At least I’ll have a week off to rest…..

PS…..I realized too late that I mis-timed posting my last post about quitting.  I did resign, but I’m still working and TODAY is actually my last day at the super stressful job.

Interviewed on Wednesday, offered the job on Thursday and requested to start on Monday…..told them couldn’t happen!  I needed at least a week off!  Currently scheduled to begin working the new job on March 30…..

Apparently my reputation precedes me and the new boss couldn’t wait to give me the opportunity to start working for her.


Time Out!

I resigned from my job today.

Is that a dramatic enough opening?

By the time this actually posts, I’ll probably already be unemployed (unless something drastic/amazing happens).

The stress from my job has gotten too extreme for me to deal with any more.  Something had to give.

The support and understanding that I have received from my boss and coworker is beyond anything I can explain.  They are behind me and my decision 100%.

It makes me feel guilty because I know what they’re about to go through.  I’ve been through it myself multiple times in the last several years.

But not guilty enough to agree to stay longer.

My boss even went so far as to extend the offer for my last day to be tomorrow – and she’d still make sure that HR paid me for a full two week’s notice.  I believe her too – I’ve been at the company for 20 years.  I know the players involved and I know that none of them want what is happening.  I may work for a company – but the company is made up of people who have been there for 20+ years.  We’re more like a family away from family.  I cannot walk through the hallways without someone saying hello or stories being exchanged about our kids.

Plus, I will not do that to either of them.  There is too much work that is still pending, not to mention training and making sure nothing is dropped – there is too much riding on the work not being done for me to just walk away.

It’s not all scary.

I have enough vacation time to cover my pay for around 10 weeks.  That will explain one angle of why I’m so stressed – no time away from work to use any of the vacation time up.  This vacation time will be paid out to me at resignation.

I’ve also put in a request to transfer/applied for a new position.  The transfer/hiring process can be slow.  It can take close to 3 months for a new hire to actually start from the moment an application is put in.  It can also take almost 2 months for an in-house transfer.

I don’t expect anything to happen too quickly – no matter what happens – it’ll happen slowly.

There is also the possibility that I won’t find a new job for a while.  It could take months, maybe longer!

Thank goodness!!  I need some time off.

I plan on using any time off that comes my way wisely.

If you need me – I’ll be sleeping late, watching Maury and eating bonbons.  Try not to disturb me before noon.

20 Years

January 17 marked the 20th anniversary for me working with the same company.

I am not yet 40 years old.

When I first accepted the job at my hometown hospital back in 1995, never did I think I would have the job even a year later, let alone 20 years later.  It’s been an interesting path; one that has led me through multiple departments, multiple positions and multiple challenges over the years.

I don’t see myself leaving the company any time soon.  I have heard others complain about how horrible the company is over the years.  I have just never seen what they’re complaining about.  Maybe I’m blind.  Maybe I’m being realistic.  Maybe I’m just lucky that I’ve had decent bosses.

The company does attempt to honor and recognize the employees.

When I hit 5 years, I received a brochure to select a milestone gift.  There wasn’t anything that I really wanted, so I ended up selecting a crystal vase.  I still have it.

When I hit 10 years, I received another brochure and another milestone gift.  Again, nothing I really wanted.  I picked a clock.  I think I still have it – I’ll have to remember to look if it’s still sitting in the same location.

When I hit 15 years, another brochure, another gift – this one is in my closet.  A portable DVD player that ended up playing a major part in why Hun and I were being threatened with a lawsuit by Jetsam’s mom, in another state, while attempting to make sure the kids made it to their grandmother’s funeral.  I won’t forget THAT gift.

I’m now at 20 years and again, I received a brochure to select a gift.

My choices (not including options that are specifically for men):

  • Exercise bike (already have equipment I don’t use)
  • Cheesy looking jewelry (complete with the company logo – just what I want adorning my ears)
  • A wine refrigerator (I don’t drink wine)
  • A luggage set (already have)
  • Home speaker system (we already have surround sound)
  • Cookware set (ummm…..really?)
  • Vacuum cleaner (I’m not kidding! This is an option!  It’s not even a Dyson!)
  • Solar powered battery charger (totally not interested)
  • Backpack (…….this doesn’t even deserve a response……)
  • Electric smoker (that’s just wrong on so many levels!)
  • Sentry Spotting scope (can we say creepy busy-body neighbor? Who even wants one of these things?)
  • Bistro Set (yes…one of my options is a small table and two chairs)
  • Golf Clubs (if I played, I suspect these would be the laughing stock of the fairway)
  • Oh….look! Another crystal vase…..this one is red at least…(rolling eyes)
  • Blu-Ray player (already have 2)
  • ActionCam Sport (the only thing that even half-way interested Hun)
  • Dooney & Bourke Pocket Sac – no, not a purse, a Pocket Sac. It isn’t even large enough to hold my “somethingorotherpad”.

I love my company.  I love the people I work with and for.  I don’t love their gifts.  Nothing even excites me as a potential gift to give someone else.


Later Is Now

My organizational mission has followed me to work as well.

It had to – I had to get my job under control rather than it controlling me.

I spent one whole weekend doing nothing but cleaning out my desk and applying the principles in the book, “Getting Things Done” by David Allen.

I have felt more productive in these last several days than I have in many months.

Walking into work one Friday morning, I decided to water our plants.  That led me into our little kitchenette where our watering can is stored.  Just the act of walking into that little space made me want to reorganize it because I knew there was stuff in the cabinet that hadn’t been touched in the three years since I’d been in the department.

I started throwing stuff out:

  • Flavored coffee syrup that had been a Christmas gift from a client three years ago that no one had used.
  • Containers of coffee that hadn’t been touched in over 6 months (and wouldn’t be touched because no one in our office drinks coffee anymore).
  • Birthday candles – we work in a hospital – we’re not allowed to have open flames!
  • More decorative napkins than I could count (all colors and styles) that looked like they hadn’t been touched in 20 years.
  • Enough disposable serving utensils to furnish 3 home kitchens.

I started rearranging what was left.

Then I realized that no one had used the toaster in at least 3 years either and wondered why did it have to be out?  I noticed the cabinet behind the microwave (which is on-top of the refrigerator) that we can’t use because the microwave is in the way.  That would be a PERFECT spot for an unused toaster.

I opened the cabinet – it was like opening King Tut’s Tomb:

  • I found a box of powdered apple cider that had a “use by” date on the packages of 1992.
  • I found a box of powdered broth that I KNOW hadn’t been carried by the patient kitchen in 20 years. The package and contents felt brittle in my hands, it was so old and dried out.
  • There were Christmas cookie tins, glass flower vases, and cobwebs.

The kitchenette cleaned out, I moved on to another storage cabinet that hadn’t been touched in 2 years.

The Boss walked in as I was pulling boxes out, took one look at the mess and just said, “Huh.”

The first box I pulled had pre-stamped postage envelopes in it – with postage that was too old to use.  Into the trash/recycling it went.

Then my coworker joined in and we hit the mother-lode – two LARGE containers of Mardi Gras beads!  Why do we have Mardi Gras beads?  I have no idea!  Those were packed up and sent home for her kindergarten-aged daughter to play with.

We pulled more and more boxes out.

This one had disks for “Print Shop Deluxe” and AOL On-Line start up disks.  That one had racks and racks of floppy disks.  Then we found a bag of miniature cassettes for a tape recorder, but no recorder.  We found signature stamps for people who were no longer in leadership positions, but the stamps couldn’t just be tossed due to liability issues either.  I had tried to give the stamps back to the “owners” of the signatures 3 years ago, but they didn’t want the stamps.

Suddenly, the Boss was VERY interested in what we were digging up when I pointed out one of my first questions when first arriving in the office was – Why are there handcuffs in the drawer? (as I held up a pair of actual handcuffs that had been unearthed in a box).  That box held all sorts of office supplies and the Boss went digging deeper looking for treasures.

As they were digging, I formulated a plan.

I put the signature stamps in some zip-lock bags I had found in the kitchen, dug the hammer out of our office tool box and waited while they finished digging through the office supplies.

I handed the hammer and a stamp to the Boss and told her, “Here you go.  Go to town!”

She looked at me perplexed, “What do you mean?”

Me – “Smash it!  We have all been under a lot of stress lately and the fastest way to get out stress is destruction.”

Her – “Oh no!  I couldn’t do that!  You two go ahead.”

Me – “I’m serious!  You will feel so much better!”

She was finally convinced and we decided we’d better smash them on the floor to avoid destroying the furniture.

She took her first tentative swing – crack!  “Hit it HARDER!” I encouraged.  Suddenly she was smashing that poor, innocent, defenseless, signature stamp into oblivion.

She stopped, looked at me, and said, “That was awesome!  Your turn!” as she handed the hammer to our coworker.

Coworker tried to take her turn, but due to medical issues, couldn’t get down on the floor.  So I smashed the next stamp.  Boss commented, “Karaboo has NO hesitation swinging that hammer!”

I gave the last stamp-smashing opportunity to the Boss and she smacked the stamp so hard, the bag exploded and sent pieces of plastic flying while we laughed hysterically.

As we gathered up the broken pieces, the Boss looked at me with a wild look in her eyes and a grin on her face and said, “I can’t believe how good that felt!  You were right!  I think I’m going to have to go home and smash some more things!”

I just laughed and told her, “I told you it would help!”

I can’t believe how disorganized our office really is.  And this is after the office was totally cleaned out 2 years ago for a remodel.  Problem was, the junk and stuff wasn’t dealt with then, it was just shoved into boxes with a statement of – we’ll get to that later.

Later is now.  Later is happening.  Later is feeling great.


I slept until noon.  Man did that feel good!

It’s Friday, and my new boss told me to take the day off.  Who am I to argue with the boss?

As promised, I’m going to relate the story of why I now have a new job, why Fauna quit and why Merryweather has resigned.

It all started last year when Flora was “asked to resign”.  Even though I work in the same office, I reported to a different entity, but still helped wherever I could.  For around 4 months, the office was without a director – and then my mentor was hired.

She needs a name – cause I’m pretty sure she’s not going anywhere anytime soon.  In continuing to stick with the Disney theme I have going with nicknames – I’m going to refer to her as Mulan.  She doesn’t bear any physical resemblance to the character what so ever, but instead holds the virtues of hard work, stepping up to do what needs to be done, questioning the norms, and doing what is right as near and dear to her.

Mulan came in and observed for the first several weeks.  She implemented some minor changes based on our employee survey – including group weekly meetings to discuss what we needed to do for the week, along with individual weekly meeting to discuss whatever was important to us at the time.  Even though I wasn’t her direct report, she included me in the meetings as I was part of the department.

One of the first things I did was explain to her how frustrated I was that I didn’t get the training I needed to do my job and if she was willing, I’d be coming to her with a lot of questions.  She welcomed the opportunity to share her knowledge.  We ended up having massive weekly meetings because of this – where the other two would be done with their meetings in 20-30 minutes, we would talk for an hour, two hours, one time three hours.  The conversations were 90% about work and how one thing would lead to another.  She would apologize to me for wandering off-topic, afraid she hadn’t answered my initial question.  So many times I assured her that not only did she answer the one question, but also answered a half-dozen more that I didn’t realize I had.

What spawned from the sessions was a mutual trust between us.  I trusted she would answer any question I had (even ones she didn’t know the answer to, she always followed up with where to find the answers) and she began to trust that I have a natural instinct for the job.  She also began to realize that if she asked me a question, I would answer it truthfully – no matter the subject.

I’ve always had my own personal policy – if the boss is smart enough to ask the question, I’d better be smart enough to answer it truthfully.  I don’t offer more than what’s asked and I don’t run to any boss to “tattle”, but if they ask the question, I answer it.

One of the very first questions I remember her asking me that was not job related, but rather department related was, “Am I going to have issues implementing change in this department?”  I answered a resounding, “Yes!”  I could already see Fauna pushing back on some of the minor changes.  And I was seeing Merryweather starting to withdraw.

Apparently, these meetings we were having, while nothing but positive for me, were causing resentment in the office.  I was blissfully unaware of this for the first six months.  And then it came out that the others viewed me as the boss’ “pet” employee.  That I could do nothing wrong in her eyes, that I wasn’t being held to the same standards they were and they started pushing back.

What Fauna and Merryweather conveniently forgot was that Mulan couldn’t hold me to the same standards because I wasn’t her employee.  She treated me like her employee, but the group weekly discussions that touched on “no overtime” for example, didn’t apply to me because I reported to a different department.  She didn’t hold me to the same standards, but she didn’t have to either – I held myself to those standards on my own and she could see that.

And then Mulan started implementing REAL changes.  We didn’t talk about it, but I could see both Fauna and Merryweather actively pushing back.  I just shook my head.  Change happens no matter what the department – especially when a new boss comes into the picture.  Pushing back just shows the boss that you are not adaptable and is a strike against you.

And so the tug of war between the employees and the boss began.

Playing this game against a boss never works unless the boss is weak.  Mulan is not weak – she was chosen for the position for a reason and the biggest reason was to implement change in the department.

One of the things I suspected about Fauna from the start of working in the department was that she was taking shortcuts on the job.  I had no proof other than gut feelings, but they were there.  She had been in the position for 20+ years with Flora who had been her boss for 20+ years.  They appeared to have developed a type of relationship where Flora wouldn’t bother Fauna as long as Fauna was doing the work.  But Flora never double checked Fauna’s work, so she became complacent and lazy.

Mulan checked the work, and asked questions, and kept asking questions when those questions were evaded.  She was suspecting the same thing as me – that shortcuts were happening.  Mulan was also discovering aspects of work that wasn’t being done at all that was required.  In our meetings, she would ask me if I was doing “X”.  I was honest and would say, “I have no idea what “X” is, but if you’ll teach me, I’ll make sure it’s done.”  Apparently, she was asking Fauna the same question and getting an answer that would circle all around the question, but never answer it.  Apparently, this happened over and over and over.

Now, the only reason I know this is because one of my strengths is being able to read-between-the-lines.  My kids hate this aspect of me because I can always guess what they’re planning on doing without them saying.  It serves me in my job as well – including this aspect.  Mulan has never told me about the conversations she’s had with the others, but the things she does say tells me the others would evade and give vague answers to her questions.

Fauna wasn’t getting anywhere with Mulan and Mulan wasn’t letting up on the high standards that she expected from Fauna.  One Friday, Fauna announced that she had turned in her resignation.  She had gotten another job, hadn’t been looking she assured us, but the job just feel in her lap.  That’s fine – good luck!!  She still emails me wanting to know what’s going on in the department.  She’s been gone for almost 2 months now.  At our first one-on-one meeting after Fauna turned in her resignation letter, Mulan immediately asked me if I would be willing to switch positions and report directly to her.  YES!!

Six weeks later, Merryweather has now turned in her resignation.  I feel sad for her because so much of what she has said over the last couple of months reminds me of my kids and their struggles with their mom.  At one point, she referred to Mulan as her “evil-stepmonster boss” – a direct reference to her own step-mom from 30+ years ago.  There is obviously some deep-seated resentment there that I’m pretty sure she’s conveying on Mulan that doesn’t need to be.  That’s another post and some intense therapy there.

Fauna’s last day was July 11th.  I took over doing my job and hers at that point.  I’m doing the jobs badly at this point I might add – you can’t do two full time jobs well, no matter how much overtime you put in.

My last day with the other entity was August 11th.  I’m still doing that job and the new one as no one has yet been hired for my original job.

Merryweather’s last day is September 12th.

Someone better be hired soon!!!  I can’t take much more of this!

What Will I Be Next?

What does a red-headed step-child, a rogue process and a phantom all have in common?



In the last few weeks, I have been referred to all of the above adjectives in some form or fashion.

Red-headed step-child – I keep referring to myself by this adjective.  I’m between two entities and no one wants to claim me.  It cracks me up!  It’s not totally accurate that no one wants to claim me…but I work for one entity, housed at another and without a direct supervisor, it kind of feels like no one wants me.  At some point, the details are supposed to be worked out…but until then, I’m in limbo.

A rogue process – this one cracks me up the most!  Remember my work post about being blind copied?  Well….I received a response and the first line was an outright lie and on top of that, implied that because I asked a question, I was causing “rogue processes” to happen within the system.  Now…I don’t know about you, but I have never had a computer program crash just because I asked a question.  So, I read between the lines and realized *I* was being referred to as the “rogue process” – that because I wasn’t just accepting of the non-answer, I was causing problems.

I have never been referred to as a rogue before….I kind of like it!  I think I’m going to wear it as a badge of honor….  Hehehehe!!

And finally……

Today we received new phones in our office.  Beginning next week, we will have a totally new phone system and so they are setting up everything ahead of time in preparation.  They plugged the phones in and immediately, my phone line is not recognized.

The technician comments, “We have a phantom phone here.”


Now I’m a Phantom!!  AWESOME!

Okay….so maybe I’m taking a little bit of liberty with these adjectives….but I’m have fun with the descriptions anyway!

So…what will I be next?

I have no idea, but bring it on!!


Blind Copied

I hate asking a question and receiving a non-answer.

I also hate being told “because I said so”.

Neither of the above statements bodes well for playing nice in the corporate sandbox.

And with that wonderful intro, I’m here to announce that I’ve had my hand slapped at work.  All because I received a non-answer to a question I asked, was then told “because I said so”, and so I went to another source to find my answer.

Like I’ve said before, I’m stubborn and I tend to dig my heels in when something rubs me the wrong way.

Oh…..wait…..that makes me sound just like Rowdy doesn’t it?  Huh….and all this time he claims that I have no idea what I’m talking about….


Little did I know, until after the fact, that the online site I went to for an answer to my question has the capabilities to email new topics to whomever signs-up.  So…the first clue that I get about this awesome ability is Fauna (co-worker) stating I had already received a response to my question.  Uh…I didn’t tell her about posting that question….crap….who else knows now?


A few hours later, I receive an email from the original person who responded to me with both a non-answer and a “because I said so” and it was obvious by the subject line that the email was about my online question.

This email sat there waiting for me to open it…staring at me from the screen….daring me to open it….taunting me from cyberspace.

I started back at it for 20 minutes….refusing to open it….knowing that it wasn’t a good thing….I couldn’t handle staring at it any longer….so I did what any rational person would do in my situation….

I logged out of email, clocked out for the day and went home.

And then I obsessed about the email all night, thought about possible responses to an email I had no idea what it said, and spent a sleepless night trying to figure out what I was going to do about the insidious thing waiting for me at work.

I never said I was rational….just stubborn….

Finally make it back to work, log into email, and….stare….damn….it’s still there.

I finally screw up my resolve and open it and come face to face with a screen shot of my online question (complete with my name and timestamp) and a response like one I have never seen before.  The response covered half a page, includes some history on corporate decision making arriving at the point of my question, and an offer to help in whatever way I need – complete with proper spelling and punctuation.

Holy ____…’s worse than I thought.

How you might ask?

Easy….the response was all show.

Never once has this person ever responded to my questions with more than 3 sentences….if I was lucky!  Most responses I have received (if I actually received one – I’ve had plenty of questions left unanswered as well) only had one sentence, no punctuation and occasionally horrible spelling.  Snarky remarks usually added for no additional charge….

Immediately I am aware that this response is meant for more than just my eyes.  Someone else has been included in this response, maybe more than just one someone else.  I have no idea who else….they’ve been blind-copied.

A situation like this calls for a special response.

I went about my day, doing my tasks and keeping my thoughts to myself.  At the end of the day, I responded.

I was professional.  I thanked them for the additional information.  I pointed out that if I had received that information in the first place, I might not have needed to look elsewhere for an answer.  I included additional information regarding why the answer given might not be the best solution as a one-size-fits-all cookie cutter response.  I made a suggestion to improve efficiency across the corporate system by revisiting processes because surely I wasn’t the only one experiencing my problem that prompted the question in the first place.  And I took them up on their offer to help me.  I included an item they could help me with by replacing it into my software process, complete with a question of why was the item was initially available a month ago, but had now disappeared; and if it was originally a corporate decision to have it set up that way (as indicated in their initial email), where was the corporate decision to change it and did I miss the communication that was shared with the rest of the entities regarding this change?

While I can’t be sure of anything at the moment….I’m pretty sure the response I gave will not be welcomed by the person whom I responded to.  I’m also pretty sure they will hesitate forwarding it on to whomever they blind-copied.

I had no hesitation forwarding my response, complete with additional thoughts and why I responded in the way that I did.

I’m sure I’ll be talked to again.  I’m just not sure what the talk will be about next.