really rocks.
There has been some nasty stuff going on in the office. Cuts looming, general hate and discontent that comes from a mega-corporation acquiring a smaller firm whose business it knows nothing about, etc, etc. My boss spends a lot of time getting beat up on by the folks at mega-corporation.
I do everything I can to make sure I’ve got his back. He’s a good guy and a really good boss, and generally has his head on straight and his priorities in line. He treats people like they are people.
We have similarly twisted senses of humor, and good cynical streaks when it comes to dealing with large companies.
This morning, I found at my desk a bottle of wine for Christmas and this note:
“You are one of the few bright spots to me in this less than joyous situation. I’m glad you are around. Merry Christmas.”
I think it is probably one of the nicest compliments I have ever gotten.
And that is why, today, when we have tomorrow and Christmas off, I stayed around and waited (and waited and waited) for him to get done w/ his conference call from hell to make sure everything was squared away before I left.
His words?
“My advice to you. Start drinking heavily.”
I thanked Brother Bluto and left after getting a stern admonishment to NOT think about work during the holidays. He’s a good boss, and I hate to see mega-corporation beat the crap out of him, especially when it’s not anything that he’s had any control over.
I will probably end up overworking this job… I do that with good bosses.
