Miasmatic Review

Post meeting glogg.

Here I sit drinking Glogg. Why, well because my meeting today went way longer than I anticipated. It was supposed to last for one hour, but ended up taking up almost two full hours. To be honest it wasn’t as bad as I expected. Mainly because I only walked in there with one sheet of paper and didn’t go into a lot of details. We have all heard the old adage that the squeaky wheel gets the grease. Well if you’re a male management in my female dominated office and you are the squeaky wheel, you don’t get the grease… but you do get hosed. Actually they would probably hammer me until I didn’t move so I couldn’t make any noise. That seems to be the standard operating procedure for this office.

So why did my meeting run two hours if I didn’t talk about anything? Well because we had to “dish about my people”. IE we had to gossip. Any of you that have met me know that I do not gossip. I don’t like it; I’ve severed friendships because of their gossipy behavior. Most of the meeting was me talking about how good of a team I had, all of their strengths, where I want to develop some of them and where our weakness as a team is.

From the serious fishing expedition that was going on, I knew she wanted the dirt. Since I don’t gossip, I don’t have any and on the couple of people I did have something I wouldn’t share it with her. The couple of situations I have my people told me stuff in confidence and I’m not about to sacrifice their trust just so I can win points with the new management. I know my peers did, because they gossip all of the time. In fact the one that was in the meeting right before me I could make out parts of her conversation while I waited outside, she was gossiping like an old woman at a quilting bee.

I figured after maintaining my integrity and dignity for two hours, I deserved a hot beverage of happiness. By the white cockade on my pretty blue bonnet, I’m going to have it!