Facebook is reminding me how illiterate the general public is. These are the people voting for your “American Idol.” These are the idiots putting teabaggers — er, Tea Partiers — in office. And they can’t even read a newspaper.
I’ve been trying to enlighten some of the more-clueless among our sect, but it’s pretty hopeless. I’m just blocking the Obama-bashers for the foreseeable future.
Fact: Our commander-in-chief, whether you voted for him or not, is doing his job by barring budget passage because of conditional social riders. It sucks the military won’t get paid, that “non-essential” personnel (whatever that means) will be furloughed and our still-fragile economy is strapping in for a roundtrip back to the shitter. But that’s called playing hardball with assholes. (Boehner, I’m looking right at you. And Reid, I’m not a fan of yours, either.)
Anyway, I’m going to retreat to writing up a business plan for a friend and trying to figure out why I gave up a cushy (albeit slightly aggravating) freelance job to work for a West Coast startup where there’s, oh, no money in the kitty right now. Hahaha, I wasn’t thinking about getting PAID anytime soon, right? I agreed to five hours a week but that’s a pipe dream at this point. Oh well. It’s all good.
Sad to say, I’m having the time of my life. Why does money have to be so important? I love the “Game On” mode, where anything goes and everyone’s just happy that shit gets done. It’s icing on the cake when I update the Web site, someone happens to read it, and I get an all-team e-mail saying, “Hey, you really DO know your shit!”
And even when I break something on the Web site (I should really be a beta tester for content-management systems), it’s never a crisis. Well, it IS, but it’s more like, “OK, yeah, we’re not revoking your admin privileges. But don’t touch that ever again!”
I love it. It’s chaos and it’s crazy to get e-mails at 3:21 a.m. (which, for the record, I am NOT awake to answer). And right now my main role is “firefighter” but it’s fun. I’m hoping that, by hanging in there, it pays off. I think it will. It’s just refreshing to believe in a cause again.
I’m ready for this day. Bring it on, baybee.
And for my leadership read of the day, I’m liking the mis-named but still relevant “The fine art of managing ‘creatives’ and other tender egos.”
What it really should have been called is “You really CAN’T fire everyone.” (*raises eyebrows to about 15 miles southeast of here*) Case in point:
Don’t ignore the middling performers: “As much as you would probably like to, you can’t have a staff completely filled with stars….Your stars don’t want to wash windows, and you don’t want your stars to wash windows either.”
I could comment, but I have better things to do. So do you. It’s 85 degrees and humidity is *only* in the high-60s. Go enjoy it!