5:17 AM PDT - May. 12, 2005
let me recount. no, that's too much. let me sum up: 1) the re-org at work is in full gear. they spent four years thinking about it. they're doing the fixes in 12 weeks. i think we're in week 7 or something like that. no communication strategy at all for employees. no retention strategy. in fact, i was told by an Orlando numbnut that i shouldn't voice my opinion about their handling of the situation because our executives shouldn't be burdened with such "noise." poor executives. cutting jobs, creating a very low morale, negative work environment for the leftover employees, and they can't be burdened with "noise." 2) i am noise i am noise. a squeak of an air conditioner at 5AM. the vibration of an old, fluorescent bulb. the screech of the market street bus just outside my hotel in San Francisco. noise. i am noise. when i heard that from bumpkin in Orlando, i hurt. as if what he really said was you don't count. you simply complain and distract. our veeps have More Important Things To Do. this is Business. you are noise. i am noise. i can be quiet if i choose to. so that They won't hear me. that i can carve my voice into a bright red rose made from a radish. or a strawberry giraffe. dumbfuck whiteboy prick of a wannabee exec from Orlando. i am noise, eh? suppose i take a pin or better yet an ice pick. poke your fucking eardrum out. what is the sound of an eardrum popping? 3) i got advice from a VP to sit quietly, do nothing, and in the morning, the grass will grow. it was actually a zen quote that i had heard of long ago. this is what they pay him the big bucks for. little gems like that. at first i thought it was another one of those jedi-mind-trick bullshit management statements. and i think in hindsight it still is. i've spent the past four days, no, the past five months, listening to our executives make promises and such that they really have made no intention of keeping. i've listened to co-workers who are destined to be laid off and co-workers who are destined to deal with the aftermath of all these decisions. and i've listened to co-workers who are to be rewarded for simply being yes-men through all this. dumbfuck pricks. ugh. i don't feel any better, really. but what's a guy to do.
