Tuesday, January 17, 2006

wise counsel

until recently i had the hands down greatest boss of all time. On the face of it, it seemed improbable - large republican from texas, of course avid golfer. but also a serious gold wearer - big chunks of it. a clue that all is not as it seems. turns out he's also a serious autodidact, and likes to have very 19th century debates like "is there such a thing as real happiness," and "what makes something criminal," etc. and more to the point, extremely open to having his opinion changed by a compelling argument (wildly rare trait in anyone), never a micromanager, often apt to ask extremely insightful questions that reveal fundamental flaws in strategy, extremely good at knowing what he can and can't change, and interested in new ideas. and also prone to swearing. so i'm in heaven. but things change, he's no longer my direct boss, although still on my leadership team. new bosses seem nice enough, but one loses all credibility with a really dumb homophobic practical joke that involves him and his neighbor secretly hoisting gay pride flags on each others' flag poles (these are the kind of people that have flag poles). jury's still out on the other - he seems to get at least some of it, but also likes to hear the sound of his own voice a lot, and doesn't seem very action oriented.
so strange incident last week, in which pp that i didn't write, but did send, to homophobe boss ends up confusing the bejesus out of him. his response is to call gold boss for decoding session. instead of calling me, the supposed (but not actual) author. why doesn't he call me? according to gold boss, it's because new boss 1 - and maybe yappy boss 2 as well - don't really understand anything I write. Apparently i'm too, how do you say, smart. and here's the punchline. gold boss' counsel is good - write down much less. write up extremely high level bullet points only, which will intrigue them, and get them to call me - apparently they understand me better when i talk. and then he says, not once, but twice; "darlin, you either have to dumb yourself down, or start workin with smarter people." christ.

2 Comments:

Blogger Lucy said...

I ain't no genius er nuthin but it seems like yew jist gotta shut yer trap some so the feller kin kitch up.

8:48 PM  
Blogger Suzanne said...

I wish that I had a gold boss. Sigh.

5:51 PM  

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