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Diary of a
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(March 18, 2008)

Freakin' Weird Ass Weirdo

My boss is a nutter. Totally bonkers. And weird. He's a WEIRD CRAZY DUDE. And I am smack out of ways tell him. Can you make a crazy person understand that they're crazy? I think not.

Indulge me:

Cast back to January. My boss invited all our regional guys for a three-day Boston summit meeting. That means dudes from Paris, London, Brisbane, Stamford CT and Pittsburgh PA. On Jan 7th I emailed my boss saying "Hey, when everyone's here on the 21st I think it's vital for building worldwide camaraderie that you take everyone out for dinner." I thought it would be excellent team building. Nobody from the Boston office was invited to this three-day offsite meeting, so after-hours, dinner, would have been nice. We Boston people work with these regions on a daily basis, but rarely ever see them in person. They're HERE. Let's party. Right? Get to know each other. Yeah? Isn't it obvious?

But the boss rejected the idea. Why, I still don't know. He didn't respond to my Jan 7th email, and so I brought it up in person, and he rejected it. "Nah."

Actually I now think I remember the boss half-assed'ly mumbling something to me LATE IN THE AFTERNOON of the 21st like "...should we...try to get everyone out...can we make reservations?" No. We cannot. Do you know why? Because "Reservations" means having planned in advance just like I requested two weeks ago on the 7th. And hey Einstein, if you look around you'll see that some people have already left for the day because you specifically declared that you would NOT be hosting any after-work activities. "Reservations" would have meant informing your eight busy Boston people to not-make-plans for the night of January 21st because they'll be embarking on a work outing. You're saying this now, at five o'clock on the day-of? It's too freakin' late now, you crazy fool.

Jump ahead to today, Tuesday the 18th. We have visitors again. This time it's three field technicians who work for our dealers. These three guys are here for two days for techie training, how to install and config our product. We've never met these guys and they don't work for us -- the most we'll ever hear of them again is, every so often they'll call for tech support and will therefore speak with the two (out of eight) Boston employees who do tech support.

So it's after six o'clock and our techies have left for the day. The boss is still in the next room with the trainee visitors. Comes out. "Where are the tech support guys"

"They've been here since 8am, they went home."

"But I thought we would take these trainee guys to dinner."

"Well you need to plan that kind of thing in advance. They'd have had to tell their girlfriends and plan rides and stuff."

"Well you would THINK it would be OBVIOUS!"

...what.

...WHAT?

It was WEIRD to NOT take the company people for dinner in January.

And it's equally WEIRD to WANT to take the trainees to dinner now -- and TWICE AS WEIRD to expect that the Boston employees would...expect automatically to do that?

Note to all weird people: if you're gonna be weird, can you at least be weird in the same consistent direction so we have some idea what to do with you?



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