Twelve

Today’s prompt is less daunting than the one that I thought it was. That’s tomorrow for my trip recap.

It’s going to be long. And I need to write about Notes of a Goon over on backatagain.com.

So tomorrow might be some longer writing. I keep getting distracted by random things. Today’s was a weird 1990s earworm from something that I wasn’t a big fan of back then. Who knows?

But onto today’s prompt.

What are some qualities of bad bosses? What would you not do if you were supervising others? (Reachback to 2015)

You know, I had a laundry list of things I thought I’d write when I plucked this one out.

Would i speak to some of these folks if I met them in person? Yes, yes, no, yes, maybe, yes, yes, briefly maybe, still do.

Thinking about it, more, the really bad bosses fall into two categories: self-aggrandizers, and “company men.”

For me, it’s complicated by the travails I was experiencing during the bad years.

But there really weren’t many who even attempted to understand what I was going through; the realities of my personal situation.

Maybe that’s something that’s gone on with the pandemic situation, too; I know very little about my coworkers and supervisors. But I guess, too, the big thing the really bad bosses were certainly on top of is really dead. I see stories on the news about spyware on employees’ laptops to see that their asses are in seats moving their cursors at the expected intervals.

But so much of my thinking is flavored by my particular industry. I don’t fit here, anymore. The only representation of success is your Minesweeper skills. There’s no analysis. There’s only whether you can get to 80% on a “test.” You don’t need to write. You don’t need to understand why or how a particular product works. You just need to have the letters after your name.

So…whatever. I’m ready to take my leave whenever that time comes.