High Yam Alert
I keep starting to blog and then closing out of the window. Because, well, I want to keep a job. Even if it’s this one! 😀
Seriously, we’ve morphed beyond, “Well this kind of sucks sometimes” to “I’ve met cups of decaf that served more purpose in my life than you do.”
Today’s buzzword was “efficiency per person” in the context of it being balanced.
HAHAHAAAAAAAA.
Not judging by last night’s yam fit, it isn’t, hasn’t been and, unless Jesus Himself comes down and intervenes, may never be.
I’m walking the fine line between utter disillusionment and morbid curiosity. This is either a chance to show leadership or my cue to find an exit strategy beyond jumping off the roof and landing on the resident alligator.
Had dinner with my favorite former boss last night. He reminds me that there’s hope. I am hoping we can work together. I mean, I see very easy ways and I’m used to making those kinds of decisions. Now, to get others to see it my way. Because it could be something as easy as that, that would prevent sounding the next High Yam Alert.