Ok, he’s not actually retarded. But his lameness makes me want to punch a baby in the face. Working backwards here’s the story:
I’ve been at my current job for about 2 years. Started as a level “1” position, and even though I’m assigned lots of more difficult projects appropriate for a “2” or “3”, the promotion wasn’t there early this year. A level “2” guy quit and they divvied up his projects. I got one that had been passed on to him from higher level “3” and “4” people. It’s a complicated project and not something that’s in a “1” job description.
I tell mister bossman, “hey mister bossman, I’ll take that project, but you really need to give me that fucking promotion already.” Except I said it nice. That didn’t go over so well, so we met again with me, mister bossman, and higher-up sock puppet guy to talk about it more. Despite their trust to assign me a difficult project thus justifying a promotion, the promotion was not there. Once again the situation became, “hey, here’s some really tough shit for you to deal with, and here’s some pocket lint and a peanut as a reward, thanks.” But without the “thanks” at the end. This was about a month ago, maybe a little longer.
It was clear at the end of that meeting to mister bossman and sock puppet guy that I was describing one of the three following scenarios for my future here:
1) get the project and get the fucking promotion and continue business as usual
2) not get the project and not get the fucking promotion and continue business as usual
3) GTFO*
There weren’t infinite permutations to work with. Just those three. Yet they gave me the project without the promotion. That one wasn’t on the list and hence option 3 became my goal. A while later I have some job options lined up to the point that they are checking references and one is a sure thing (plus it's a better job and pays more), so I tell mister bossman, “hey asshole, there’s going to be some people calling about me, can you at least say some nice shit about me, you weak and pathetic bastard?” Except I said it nice. He looked right at me and just said “oh, okay” and went back to what he was doing. Not phased at all.
Now, two weeks later, this shows up in my email from mister bossman:
“I just wanted to let you know that it concerns me that you are looking for a new position away from XXXX. I do, however, understand that you need to do what you feel is necessary for your situation. If there is anything that you would like to talk about related to what would keep you here at XXXX, please let me know. I think you do a great job and your departure would be a loss for XXXX.”
Bullshit freaking feel-good letter. Goddamnit, I already told that listening-impaired imp what I was asking for that would keep me here. Incidentally, he doesn’t have the kahones to just come over and talk to me, his office is just steps away. WWMD?
Would you respond? Taking suggestions on what to write.
Just leave it unanswered and hopefully announce the new job within the next week?
Other ideas?**
* That’s “get the fuck out”
** I don’t think der poopenhausen is relevant to this thread.
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