Champers, Curry and Lesbians

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I was reading Champagne Heathens blog a couple of minutes ago and the title for this post just rolled off onto the page!! Now I wonder why?? I can only write about two of the title’s subject matters as I know nothing about Champagne!

I joke! Unlike a certain party animal who walked into work this morning still pissed, wearing a Christmas part paper hat (from a cracker no doubt) and gagging for a curry, I am grateful I left our staff party at 9pm last night.

I cannot stand this type of pseudo bonding event after a year of enduring being stabbed in the back, ridiculed by your senior managers, slagged off by other department heads, ignored by your own department’s rank and file, demotivated by a boss whose man-mangement skillset was probaby gleaned from a John Cleese management video, a 14 day free trial subscription to Finance Week, the office noticeboard Dilbert cartoon cutouts and a Teach Yourself HR paperback from WH Smths.

Suddenly because it is a celebration of a hard year about to end, I am expected to forgive and forget the snide remarks, the bitter feuds, the rants, the unforgiveable feeling of being isolated and left to the wolves by a boss who does not know how to defend his staff to all barbarians at the gate including the CEO and CFO, the demotivation at the annual appraisal when your good thoughts on the many truly positive impacts on your KRAs your efforts have made to help the company achieve its goal for 2006 go well and truly unrecognised by a boss who does not know how an annual appraisal should be run or that the meeting is about me and how I did my job and not him and how he did this and this and this and solved this and that and how he achieved that. I am sick of my boss’s complete lack of understanding of what we do and how and why we do what we do, the department politics, the wannabe director, the department impimpi, the rifts created by others in their divide and rule plan etc etc etc etc

So that is why the Office party of today is not the event of the year I wish to attend. Yes, I am still fuming and still too bitter as cat’s piss to let the year die quietly only to begin the same nonsense in 17 days time in 2007!! No sir, I want to never forget or forgive the pricks that diddled me out of my 100% bonus, a raise and snuffed out my chance of promotion.

May they rot in hell and their souls be placed on all the dartboards in all the pubs around the world forever. Only then will they know what a prick is and what I want for them to get for being a total doos!

Ok rant over. The post was inspired by a certain slightly off-kilter lady in Jozi who I crave to bits! Have a great day Champers!

Champers, Curry and Lesbians