Ok….I want you to think hard.
[giving you a sec to put your thinking caps on]
At some point in your life, you hated your boss. Or maybe it was your direct supervisor, or a co-worker you couldn’t stand.
Do you remember wishing you could just quit & go somewhere else? But you needed the income, or the health benefits, or didn’t want to give up such a short commute.
Regardless of what it was, you were stuck. Stuck in a job working for a:
____________.
[enter your choice of words here]
*For example: tyrant, witch, dictator, bastard, or my favorite - blood-sucking-vampire-who-drained-the-life-out-of-everything-&-everyone-and-made-my-life-a-living-Hell. But, you know, feel free to use something else if you like.
And you would find yourself in mundane staff meetings or on God-awful long conference calls imagining how much better your work life would be if that ____________ [again, your word]
just quit & went somewhere else. Oh how you wished it would come true.
Well in Korea….you get your wish.
Because unaccompanied tours are only one year, bosses and co-workers fly in & out in a flash. Giving you just enough time to meet the new guy, get used to “his way of doing things”, only to turn around & say farewell – ushering in another new guy & yet another new way of doing things.
Unaccompanied Tour: A year of your life spent working away from your spouse & kiddos. Depending on your current situation, that’s either a good thing or a bad thing. I’m just sayin’.
When I arrived in Korea last year, a new Brigade Commander was brought in within weeks of my arrival. And that (look up top) was him.
So now lo & behold, in just a little over a week he’s saying goodbye & a new commander is coming in.
In & out.
And just earlier this week, they said goodbye to the Battalion Commander.
Two new guys…two top new guys…in a year’s time & within weeks of each other.
Can you say “whiplash”?
How about “pink polka-dotted parasol”?
Yeah, trying sitting behind that in the bleachers.
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Ugh, I have post traumatic stress from the executive I had to work with when I ran the canteen at a curling club! I was 16 and they made me manager cause I knew what I was doing. Too bad they forgot that half way into my term.
I was in high school and working for an attorney. He was referred to as the bottom-dwelling-scum-sucker.
High school job
Pet store, I was one of two assistant managers and the other was a total know it all bitch. Or was I just the young sensitive naive teenager? Nope, I wasn’t all that bad versus the other one… and people liked me!