I was a teenage suck-up
Not hardly teen-aged anymore, but that's not the point.
I told H. that I was doing the smoketest for Y.
"Why'd he chose you?"
A rather abrupt question, my answer was almost as abrupt but should have been -
"Because I'm a kiss-up."
I volunteered. I like to volunteer for more work. Why?
"Because I'm a kiss-up."
I'm just covering my ass, really. I learned some lessons from my last job. No longer will I make the mistake of only being buddy-buddy with my immediate supervisor. You never know what information is filtering up through the ranks; you can never predict what is being said behind your back.
So, I target the boss, and the boss's boss. And you know what? If I could only figure out who in the fuck is my boss's boss's boss, I'd probably be casually slipping into his sights too.
But, now that my extra duties are done, I'm going to use this as an excuse to skip out early. Go set the VCR for Farscape and go attend this week's DnD session. What a fabulously embarassing life I lead.
Why bother wearing pants?
I told H. that I was doing the smoketest for Y.
"Why'd he chose you?"
A rather abrupt question, my answer was almost as abrupt but should have been -
"Because I'm a kiss-up."
I volunteered. I like to volunteer for more work. Why?
"Because I'm a kiss-up."
I'm just covering my ass, really. I learned some lessons from my last job. No longer will I make the mistake of only being buddy-buddy with my immediate supervisor. You never know what information is filtering up through the ranks; you can never predict what is being said behind your back.
So, I target the boss, and the boss's boss. And you know what? If I could only figure out who in the fuck is my boss's boss's boss, I'd probably be casually slipping into his sights too.
But, now that my extra duties are done, I'm going to use this as an excuse to skip out early. Go set the VCR for Farscape and go attend this week's DnD session. What a fabulously embarassing life I lead.
Why bother wearing pants?