My Decision

I went over the Boss Lady's head. Just like that. I went to the "Big Boss" and said "lookie here, big guy..." Well, not exactly in those words, but I explained that I am a really good worker, I never take advantage and I am always the first one to volunteer to go that extra mile to help out. So he defended me. To the point where the two of them got into a screaming match (in a foreign language) about family values. Clearly, the big guy won. Which means I won. The pity of the whole thing is that in general, the boss lady is a whole lot nicer and easier to deal with than the Big Boss. And, she has a daughter of her own, so theoretically, she should understand where I am coming from, as a mother. Sadly, as a minority and a foreign woman, she has had to sacrifice much, too much in my opinion, of her family life in order to prove herself. It is unfortunate that she expects the same of a lowly worker like myself. So this time it went my way. But next time it might not. And the working plan for 2008, which I handed in on Friday, which she loved on Friday? I had to redo the whole thing this morning, because she suddenly decided that it was not good enough. Quite a coincidence, huh?