Let the Dumb Boss Chronicles begin!

The countdown has begun.  Another week in the office before Christmas, and a month of leave and a trip to New York for New Year!

As of today, I have a mere 28 working days in the job before unemployment, a massive cheque and FREEDOM descend.  Ahhhhh.  I picture myself on that plane, readying myself to spend 5 months in the Mediterranean.  Eating grilled fish and salad.  Walking.  Wandering.  Sleeping in.  Swimming.  Thinking.

The lunacy of Dumb Boss continues but it skims off me.  Apart from finalising my severance (the big debate is whether they will be successful in getting me to sign a Deed to purge them of Dumb Boss’s many sins), my biggest dispute at the moment involves the date I start reporting to the COO (the BEST of all dudes I have come across in corporate life).  He says it’s on 1 Jan.  I say that the CEO’s announcement implies it’s now.  We banter.  I send him things to sign off; he sends them back with the message “I’ll sign this in January”.  I quack.

Yes, quack.  I’ve let the COO know that this little duckling has decided he is its momma…quack quack quack.  We laugh together.  LAUGH!!  So long since I did that with my boss.

The COO is a legend within the organisation.  A breath of fresh air.  He speaks the truth.  He calls Dumb Boss “evil”.  He LOVES it when I call Dumb Boss’s minions the Flying Monkeys.  Everyone respects him.  He even used to be a lawyer!  The biggest challenge is getting him to focus instead of skidding off into some sort of mad tangent when you meet with him.  How I wish we had more time together!  Maybe I’m not missing out after all, though.  I think the COO has been appointed Chief Executioner, tasked with raping and pillaging the shared services areas for the Evil Empire.  A crap job, but at least he’ll do it with humanity.

I may have told you that Dumb Boss, as part of his torture campaign,  refused to approved a replacement EA when mine went off on maternity leave.  Naturally, I use this as an excuse not to attend his meetings and not to deliver him reports – after all, my EA co-ordinated such things and I don’t have her.  The COO found out Dumb Boss had taken away my EA, and told our CEO.  The CEO, in an actual moment of support, told Dumb Boss to give me an EA.  Naturally, the evil trog never did…The COO asked me a couple of weeks ago whether Dumb Boss had reinstated my Executive Assistant.  Noooooo…and the COO was MAD.  He was going to speak to the CEO again.  Yayyyy!  I had supporters, albeit silent ones!!

Naturally, I ponder why Dumb Boss so overtly disregarded the CEO’s directive.  Was it him being an asshole?  Or was it because he thought he would never be caught?  Because he knew his white-anting of me had kicked in, and the Evil Empire would soon oust me?

Other supporters have started coming out of the woodwork on Dumb Boss.  Another of his peers- the head of Distribution – has noticed Dumb Boss deleting my name from emails…so the Distribution dude copies me back in!  I LOVE IT.  What FUN.

One thing I’m mindful of is that I will soon forget the evil that Dumb Boss has caused.  It will fade into my memory banks the way the pain of childbirth distances itself in time for a mother’s decision to go a second round.  So, I have decided I’ll take time chronicling it.  From the beginning: My JobInterview.  When, if I had reason to suspect, there should have been clues I to make me run a mile.

Coming Soon: Part 1…