A pocketful of mumbles
So no details for now; I am exhausted this week, as interesting things have continued to happen to me.
The day after the concert I went out for tea with my general manager for what I thought was going to be a catch-up to find out how my workload is going, with a possible mention of a terrifying project with which I am closely involved. Instead, imagine this: You are at Point X in your career, aiming for Point Y medium-term in order to eventually reach Point Z. A Point Y job opens up but you quietly decide not to apply, as you have only been at Point X for eight months and feel you have not achieved enough or finished things off enough to be ready to move on.
Are you with me?
Wednesday afternoon: Manager takes me to tea and outright offers me the Point Y role (Wow #1) but adds that I have greatly improved communication between departments (Wow #2), as evidenced by comments to her from my colleagues (Wow #3) and she would like to have my current role filled by someone who would then report to me (Wow #4).
Whilst I admitted that I didn't entirely understand the dual-role vision, of course I am going to take it, because I am mostly not a crazy person. I have no idea whether I'm capable, but the managers seem to think I am. I've floated through my current role feeling lost but apparently doing it well, so I can't see why I shouldn't try floating around lost in some new and exciting role.
Apologies for the blandness. Again I point you in the direction of my exhaustion.
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