An elf with a gun named Vera
I’m supposed to be writing up my performance review right now, but I loathe this process with every fiber of my being, so I’m doing what anyone in my situation would do: surf the web and obsessively hit refresh on my flist. Also, my cubicle is sparkling clean. SG-1 is happy to be dust-free, and Legolas is glad to finally get his bow and arrows back from Jayne Cobb (they traded weapons for awhile - you know, to see how the other half lives. I think Legolas is going to try Teal'c's staff weapon next).
So this is how the performance thing goes at my company: At the beginning of the year (OK, late March) we get handed our personal business goals from upper management. We’re not allowed to modify or add to these goals in any way. (Yeah, I don’t think they know what “personal” means). Then at the end of the year (Dec 1) we are supposed to write up how we performed against those goals. Then someone (or multiple someones) you’ve had maybe one conversation with all year decides your performance rating (which is on a 1-5 scale, though it’s not 1 through 5; 1 = you’ve found the cure for cancer, 2+ = pretty awesome, 2 = average, 3 = really need to work on stuff, 4 = you’re about to be fired). As you can see, a very sound and logical system. o_O
It’s times like these that I just *love* working for a company with over 300,000 employees worldwide.
Also, one of my fav co-workers is leaving the company. Today is his last day. :(
And dammit, I’m still sick! I think I caught a cold right after I got rid of the strep throat. I’m trying that Zicam stuff… I’ll let you know if it works.
So this is how the performance thing goes at my company: At the beginning of the year (OK, late March) we get handed our personal business goals from upper management. We’re not allowed to modify or add to these goals in any way. (Yeah, I don’t think they know what “personal” means). Then at the end of the year (Dec 1) we are supposed to write up how we performed against those goals. Then someone (or multiple someones) you’ve had maybe one conversation with all year decides your performance rating (which is on a 1-5 scale, though it’s not 1 through 5; 1 = you’ve found the cure for cancer, 2+ = pretty awesome, 2 = average, 3 = really need to work on stuff, 4 = you’re about to be fired). As you can see, a very sound and logical system. o_O
It’s times like these that I just *love* working for a company with over 300,000 employees worldwide.
Also, one of my fav co-workers is leaving the company. Today is his last day. :(
And dammit, I’m still sick! I think I caught a cold right after I got rid of the strep throat. I’m trying that Zicam stuff… I’ll let you know if it works.