Butterflies. 3/21/2005
I was sitting by the pool on Sunday, kicking back and reading a book, when I noticed 2 butterflies flying around. It was beautiful, watching these two insects perform their dance in the sunlight, with reflections coming off the water. Just the kind of thing I needed after a hectic week performing testing and commissioning with the end users and other assorted idiots.
It was a shitty week overall, especially when I got a rather nasty letter from the C.O.O. saying that I had been absent from work for certain days in the month of February. Considering the fact that I was in HQ, attending meetings called by the Project Director, and on approved leave for the other days, I fail to see how I could be considered as absent from work on site. I immediately composed a nasty letter back, and then thought the better of it. I sat on it for 48 hours, and came in to work to formulate my reply after thinking about it for a bit. And then wrote an even nastier letter than the first immediate reply. I forwarded my reasons and explanations, and then demanded that my record be expunged, and a letter of apology issued to me.
I really have no idea what’s going on in HQ. If they want me to leave, it’s bloody easy. I’m on contract, and my contract terms are clear on things like termination. All they have to do is give me a letter saying I’m terminated. A pink slip, in American parlance. And I would leave, with absolutely no ill feeling on either side. Sending me what is, basically, a warning letter, without first investigating the facts, or obtaining a clarification from me, is untenable. Someone is perhaps playing some sort of game with me, and I don’t like it. Not one little bit.
Professional behaviour, at my level in the corporate jungle, is valued above all else. The slightest misstep I make, in the performance of my official duties, can have fatal consequences. And thus I am always careful not to give the bastards any kind of excuse. But being considered absent from work, when I was there actually working? Someone’s head is going to roll for this.
So I just sat by the pool, watching the dancing butterflies, and wished my life was as simple as theirs.
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