Soup Sandwich

Okay, now that I actually have a little time on my hands (J. is napping and I'm finished reading the last Harry Potter book, which was AWESOME, by the way), I can tell you about a woman I call "Soup Sandwich."

We hired Soup Sandwich to replace me when I came to work back in the office. We had a few reservations about her, including the fact that she shared with us that she couldn't have children in her interview, but we hired her anyhow because she was the best match for the position (looking at education, experience, and the fact that she was an internal candidate).

She was to be working in the office with the entire team, but after the tornado, she and I moved to offices away from the others. I directly managed her (and a teleworker), so that made the most sense.

In the beginning, I thought she was very nice. I still think she's nice, but had I known how mother-effing annoying she would become, there is no way we would ever had hired her. She has a strange sense of humor, one that I have yet to find funny, even when she thinks she is being hilarious. She barges in my office whenever she wants and starts shooting the shit with me, as if I have nothing better to do. Then, she complains that she has too much on her plate...could that maybe be because you are too busy chatting to work?!?

But that's nothing. When she found out that her cat had diabetes, she had herself tested, thinking that she too had it. As if you could catch it from your cat. She blasts gospel music in her office for the whole suite to hear (or, shall I say, she did that until I made her stop). When she travels, it takes her two weeks to catch up. When I ask her to do anything, she gives me ten reasons why she doesn't have time. She can't make a decision to save her life, and consults me about every little thing. She can't figure out how to use our database system, but then complains that it's not advanced enough.

I could go on and on, but trust me when I tell you that she is not a match for the position or for my management style.

And that leads me to why I truly believe that my boss is the best boss in the entire world. She was even more annoyed with Soup Sandwich than me, so we had her transferred to another manager. She will still be doing the same job, but she won't be my problem anymore.

Praise the heavens.

Instead of directly managing 2 people, I will not be managing anyone directly (which I am completely okay with for now). Instead, I will have a dotted line to our entire staff of 7. This is great for me because I can still be a director, be paid like a director, without the stress of a director...yet. When my boss leaves, if ever, then I will have to step up to the plate. For now though I am completely happy.