‘Someday I’ll Be Saturday Night’
“Tuesday just might go my way
It can’t get worse than yesterday
Thursdays, Fridays ain’t been kind
But somehow I’ll survive
Hey man I’m alive I’m takin’ each day and night at a time
Yeah I’m down, but I know I’ll get by
Hey hey hey hey, man gotta live my life
Like I ain’t got nothin’ but this roll of the dice
I’m feelin’ like a Monday, but someday I’ll be Saturday night.”
— Bon Jovi, “Someday I’ll Be Saturday Night” —
You know I’m grooving to Bon Jovi’s “One Wild Night” live album right now. *smiles*
I decided to hire Sports Guy. I don’t think H.R. is very happy with me right now, but she’ll get over it. She hates seeing the better candidate get away, but she agrees that Sports Guy is a better fit, overall, with the department and the association. (Some folks have advised me to hire the worst possible person and then quit right away and leave them with a mess. Heh. But even I am not THAT cruel!)
H.R. is going to make him an offer today, and she advised me to think about giving him a performance bonus next year, if he does well. Did I get a performance bonus, even though I’ve been a lone staffer for seven months? Fuck no. But I am definitely a better leader than Demure is, and I will reward my staff accordingly, if it is so deserved. But why was I not entitled to any kind of benefits, especially when I (not to toot my own horn) busted my ass to ensure that the newspaper production was seamless and uninterrupted?
At any rate, my August issue is off the presses and is lookin’ good. The bad news is that our cover wraps are fucked up. When a person’s subscription is about to expire, they get a nice special cover that tells them that this is their last issue if they don’t renew. Well, first of all, the dum-dum heads who coordinated this process failed to spell the word “research” properly (they spelled it with two a’s — reasearch), which is in 32-point type). And secondly, they made the damn wraps the wrong size, and the print shop called me to say thanks for jamming our bindery machines — they have to work at half-speed because we didn’t leave a backlap. I told them to not even put the fouled-up cover wraps on (Per Demure, who officially made her first on-the-spot decision today!). The bad news is that we are going to have to re-print 40,000 wraps — the good news is that I had nothing to do with the process and therefore cannot be blamed for any of it!