January 2009 Archives
In the "Shit I Really Didn't Need Right Now" column is Nena's boss.
Weeks ago he approved Nena's maternity leave proposal. Then, two weeks ago he calls her into his office to let her know that he's reconsidered her proposal and he's going to counter with a better proposal that works for him.
It should be noted here that her employer has no maternity leave policy and if you are pregnant you are expected to write a letter telling the college what you'd like your leave to be. Then they start negotiating with you.
What he objects to is her proposed telecommuting schedule. He says "how do I know you're actually going to work from home? What if you have a colicky baby? You won't work at all. You don't know what you're getting into. I can't trust you to work from home."
Nevermind that a fundamental part of Nena's job is telecommuting EVERY FALL.
Nevermind that she's gotten sterling reviews every year she's been there.
Nevermind that the boss's former lieutenant NEVER worked when she was IN THE OFFICE.
And because I'm a good person, I won't mention the time she got so drunk at a professional conference she fell down at the conference mixer.
Yeah.
A week goes by and he informs her that he's still waiting for her revised proposal. What? Wasn't he going to tell her what was appropriate leave?
Yeah, he changed his mind and didn't tell Nena.
The next day she gives him her revised proposal. He says he'll take it under advisement and render his decision by the end of the week.
Well, he left town on Thursday without giving her a decision. He won't be back until Wednesday...Nena's 39 weeks pregnant people. She could have Toaster any day...and he's still refusing to let her go on maternity leave.
Nena emailed the HR office today to let them know that she needs to know what's going on with her leave.
They told her to calm down and be patient.
PATIENT? THE WOMAN COULD HAVE A CHILD AT ANY MOMENT.
I'm taking this all in stride. I figure we could name Toaster after Nena's boss.
Dipshit Hidalgo has such a nice ring to it.
Weeks ago he approved Nena's maternity leave proposal. Then, two weeks ago he calls her into his office to let her know that he's reconsidered her proposal and he's going to counter with a better proposal that works for him.
It should be noted here that her employer has no maternity leave policy and if you are pregnant you are expected to write a letter telling the college what you'd like your leave to be. Then they start negotiating with you.
What he objects to is her proposed telecommuting schedule. He says "how do I know you're actually going to work from home? What if you have a colicky baby? You won't work at all. You don't know what you're getting into. I can't trust you to work from home."
Nevermind that a fundamental part of Nena's job is telecommuting EVERY FALL.
Nevermind that she's gotten sterling reviews every year she's been there.
Nevermind that the boss's former lieutenant NEVER worked when she was IN THE OFFICE.
And because I'm a good person, I won't mention the time she got so drunk at a professional conference she fell down at the conference mixer.
Yeah.
A week goes by and he informs her that he's still waiting for her revised proposal. What? Wasn't he going to tell her what was appropriate leave?
Yeah, he changed his mind and didn't tell Nena.
The next day she gives him her revised proposal. He says he'll take it under advisement and render his decision by the end of the week.
Well, he left town on Thursday without giving her a decision. He won't be back until Wednesday...Nena's 39 weeks pregnant people. She could have Toaster any day...and he's still refusing to let her go on maternity leave.
Nena emailed the HR office today to let them know that she needs to know what's going on with her leave.
They told her to calm down and be patient.
PATIENT? THE WOMAN COULD HAVE A CHILD AT ANY MOMENT.
I'm taking this all in stride. I figure we could name Toaster after Nena's boss.
Dipshit Hidalgo has such a nice ring to it.
Nena was at work today when..."I was listening to a police Pandora station and just
switched it to a dierks Bentley Pandora station and as soon as the country
started the toaster moved. HA! suckit."
Direct quote people.
Remember raising children IS a competition to see which of your traits you can pass on at the expense of the other parent's...
Direct quote people.
Remember raising children IS a competition to see which of your traits you can pass on at the expense of the other parent's...
Nena: Yknow, if Ben Folds were a woman, the song would go "Give me my body back, give me my body back..."
Yup, Week 38: it's FAN-tastic
Yup, Week 38: it's FAN-tastic
