Am I good or what?
I called someone from another department Monday and they interrupted me as soon as I identified myself. "This is the David Buckley?" they asked, as if I were some mythical persona of lore. I had to chuckle.
Later on that same day, I asked someone how their interdepartmental team-building exercises were going. They admonished me that the other department kept reminding them how great I was and that our department should be more like me. I had to chuckle.
So when I receive an e-mail alert today advising us that there will be three openings posted, I do not dare to think I am the best person for the position - I know I am the best person for the position. Unfortunately, that does not seem to matter. The last time there were two openings, one went to someone with years of service with the company from another department and the other went to someone with years experience outside the company and a spouse inside the company. I wonder how many more people are in line ahead of me for these openings this time around.
A couple of weeks ago my boss's boss's boss's boss treated myself, my boss, my boss's boss, and my boss's boss's boss to a fine meal. It was a fine treat that I know not everyone receives for their work. A $40 steak is not something I take lightly either. And they had nothing but the best things to say about me and my ability. So I know the perception exists within the company that I am not merely capable, I am talented with what we do. It breeds a degree of confidence, though not entirely. For as much as it is nice to hear great remarks, read pleasant e-mails complementing me, or even receive meals as treats, I am still the outsourced employee. It could be a lot worse in the realm of things, but it really should be better. Am I good? Of course! Or what? Precisely.
Later on that same day, I asked someone how their interdepartmental team-building exercises were going. They admonished me that the other department kept reminding them how great I was and that our department should be more like me. I had to chuckle.
So when I receive an e-mail alert today advising us that there will be three openings posted, I do not dare to think I am the best person for the position - I know I am the best person for the position. Unfortunately, that does not seem to matter. The last time there were two openings, one went to someone with years of service with the company from another department and the other went to someone with years experience outside the company and a spouse inside the company. I wonder how many more people are in line ahead of me for these openings this time around.
A couple of weeks ago my boss's boss's boss's boss treated myself, my boss, my boss's boss, and my boss's boss's boss to a fine meal. It was a fine treat that I know not everyone receives for their work. A $40 steak is not something I take lightly either. And they had nothing but the best things to say about me and my ability. So I know the perception exists within the company that I am not merely capable, I am talented with what we do. It breeds a degree of confidence, though not entirely. For as much as it is nice to hear great remarks, read pleasant e-mails complementing me, or even receive meals as treats, I am still the outsourced employee. It could be a lot worse in the realm of things, but it really should be better. Am I good? Of course! Or what? Precisely.
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yeah, apparently the people that need to know think i'm pretty good at what i do, too. too bad the only thing i'm looking for from my job is some good clips to find a better one in a better place as soon as i can.
and yeah, it wouldn't have mattered if you told me about port charlotte anyway. seems the best way i learn is the hard way...
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