K has come in off the ledge. It was a pretty tense week but K managed to survive. He didn’t quit his job but hasn’t ruled out looking for a position with another company. K’s worthless manager finally made himself available but proved to be ineffective when dealing with the client. K’s manager falls into the category of promoted to his level of incompetence. K’s project is going to lose money. It’s his first unprofitable project ever. He’s really taking it hard. Never mind that the senior executives fired the project manager K hired for unexplained events that happened in Afghanistan. The senior team forced K to use a replacement project manager who turned out to be a complete idiot in spite of a glowing recommendation. The replacement project manager ran the project into the ground and then fled to Afghanistan. K has an extremely unhappy and hostile client along with an unprofitable project in New Mexico that he’s trying to manage from St. Louis. To make matter even wore the project will probably end up in litigation. I wish he was here so I could hold him in my arms and tell it that it will get better.
Archive for January, 2012
K and had a talk last night and it looks like he may quit his job. He feels abandoned by the senior management, especially his manager. He’s in crisis mode and I feel like he’s going to have a nervous breakdown. I told him I would support any decision he makes.
Today, the media is all about Mitt Romney’s 14% tax rate for the past two years. My marginal tax rate for 2009 and 2010 was 28%. I haven’t sent my 2011 taxes to accountant yet but I expect to be in the same percentage. I’m feeling fucked today.
K comes home tonight but he leaves on Monday.
My dad is now being sued by the passenger in the car he backed into a year ago. She wants $7,000. The insurance company has taken over the matter. The insurance company knows it’s a fraudulent claim but it costs less to settle than to go to court. My mother is really relieved. Now she has to come up with a new reason for smoking.
Cindi’s friend from England arrived in Denver last night. He’s staying with Cindi while he sells all of his possessions here. He’s made it clear to Cindi that he’s sticking with his girlfriend in England even though the woman has never given a blowjob and refuses to try it. Cindi likes spending time with this guy but it’s a dead end street. I had to remind Cindi how frustrated she was when she arrived in France last year. She needs to get this guy out of her life because he’ll never grow up.
The new owners of a mid century ranch house at the other end of our street have decided to scrape the lot and start over. They initially wanted to remodel and expand the house but the city would not approve their plans. The only logical thing to do is tear it down and build a new two story house. They only paid 510k for the unrenovated house so there’s no reason to save it. Yes, I’m being sarcastic.
I received an email at work this morning that included this sentence:
“Please let me know if you need anything more and I’m going to add these comments now and please let me know if you need anything more.”
This is just a sample of the horrendous sentences that I see from this person on a daily basis. You would think that someone making six figures would know how to write a decent sentence and proof read their emails. I’m getting off of my soapbox now.