Tammi's World

The Gig Is Up

I knew it couldn't last forever. I've been found out. Damn...I thought I had more time. Oh well, I'll just have to roll with it.

Oh, I'm sorry - I guess I should explain.

I had this meeting with my boss yesterday. He's a nice enough guy - really he is. Straight shooter, tells it like it is but with some compassion....usually.

I started this job 4 weeks ago. He's been gone the last three. I told him I was starting to get a complex. He just laughed and said he'd called my references and they had actually recommended that he leave....immediately. Huh.

Anyway - we review the last three weeks and go over some projects I've got coming due in the next month.

Let's see - customer review in 2 weeks. That should be interesting. I've never even HEARD of these folks. Thank goodness for google! Well, that and the fact that numbers are numbers are numbers. I'll just make some pretty charts and graphs and dazzle 'em with the colors. Hey! It works on me!!!

Oh yippee....I may very well have to fly to California and fire a rep. THAT'S a great way to make a good impression. Just call me Tomahawk Tammi (I couldn't figure out a way to make Hatchet sound right with my name.)

So anyway, we get to the bottom of the list and he ends with telling me how very pleased they are with me to date. Put a smile on my face.

Then I hear it.

The other shoe.

Dropping.

"However, I do have one complaint".

Oh shit oh shit oh shit. What did I do? What didn't I do? Oh shit oh shit.

"OK - hit me Boss."

"Tammi. I'm gonna need for you to be more assertive."

I swear to Pete, you could have heard a pin drop. I think my jaw was actually hitting the floor.

That's right folks. Someone actually wants, no insists, that I be MORE assertive.

WooHoo. Katie bar the door.

I tell him I'll work on it and we head to the conference room for the department meeting.

Each manager takes a turn to cover any issues and situations and give an update. Easy. Simple.

So - I'm working with our "religious" line. Marketing to Christian books stores, ect. Well, there were some issues and luckily we got everything straightened out without pissin' off the customer.

"Thank goodness they accepted the resolutions without any argument".

My boss looks at me, with a twinkle in his eye and says "Well, praise the Lord". I smirk and say to the girl next to me (thinkin' I was using my inside voice) I'da said that, but I was too worried about lightening bolts.

As I heard the room crack up, I realized maybe I was talkin' a bit too loud. Oops.

Finally we get to the end of the issues and the boss gives us all a bit of hell for lookin' so tired. Tells us we must have partied a little too hard this weekend.

R perks up and said No - we're gettin' ready to go to Tammi's House for some Adult Ice Cream.

At that point he looks at me, shakes his head and says "I DON'T want to know. I don't want to know....I'm not even going to TOUCH that one!!"

I think they're on to me. Yep. The gig is up.

I love my job!!!!

Posted by Tammi at July 6, 2006 05:30 AM | TrackBack