How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy (t3knomanser) wrote,
How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy

So, from pgnblade's journal, he claims our staff retreat is cancelled, and instead, it's a global prep day. If true, that shall be a joygasm.

On the down side, I forgot that I had a Product Knowledge session last night. Noah came in, pointed at the schedule, and asked, "Product knowledge?" To which I responded with an "oh shit", and an apology. He simply said, "It's okay, I covered it. This is your warning," and implied that it wouldn't happen again.

I like that style of leadership. "You screwed up. It can't be fixed now. Don't let it happen again." Bosstom would have exploded, freaked out, made a mess. This way, the problem was handled, Noah did the session for me, corrective measures were taken- I'm not going to repeat that mistake.

With a decent training manager, my job satisfaction may rise from the dumper. Not alot mind you, but some. We'll see.

Last night was medival dance, and much fun was had. I would have gone to Denny's after, but I had to wash my skanky ass and get up for work in the morning, and wanted to spend time with Cate. Which, as it turns out, maybe Denny's would have been a better idea, because as soon as we curled up under the covers, Cate was wracked by a massive, messy depression. And it leaked ooky vibes to the degree that at one point, I literally felt that I had been kicked in the stomach.

So that's undergood. She was doing better this morning though, so that's something. Still not great though.

Oh and yes, it was -6F when I left Troy this morning. That's damn cold. I still feel the chill.

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