OK.. I know it’s not rant day, but I was hit with it this morning and it has me so angry that I need to blog about it. Besides, I use my blog as a healer, so for me it may be writing about some yucky stuff, but I do feel better when it’s out…
Here it is. Yesterday I told a team that I work on that I would only be testing their product until the end of the day today and that I would be moving on to other topics because we’re on regression testing and I have a daily quota I have to meet. As a good little employee, I updated my Supervisor on the conversation and their subsequent horrified looks on their faces. I wanted to let him know that he might be hearing from from them because they’re surely going to want more of my time.
Well today, he comes in an says to me “I think you delivered that message too harshly, if they had horrified looks on their faces… we’re supposed to give the impression that we’re able to tackle what ever they need from QA.”
I looked at him hard. I seriously looked at him hard. I gave him the ‘Pat Bailey’ look. And then I said “What do you want me to do? I have a quota that you require I make. I have to move onto other topics to meet that quota. So, I told them that I would try to fit testing of this product in between that quota and that I would would do my best.” How on earth could that be done differently? We’re supposed to all be professionals here, when I say that I need to make a quota set by my supervisor, then they just need to suck it up because I don’t control that in my life.
Furthermore, he knows I have a quota, because he have it to me. So don’t question my ability to juggle way too much to do in a day or a week when you hold the fact that I don’t make that quota over my head and give me a really sucky review because of it. Oh yeah… and also tell me I’m not a “true leader”.
I’m so angry, I can only think of adjectives that would require a beep on TV or radio. Of all the RUDE and inconsiderate things to do… correct how someone talks when you weren’t even in the conversation, under the guise of “helping me grow professionally”. Even if he was there in the conversation, DO NOT correct how someone says something unless they are so completely rude as to be offensive. It’s insulting to my intelligence.
And… to top it off, I really miss my friend. I have that feeling like a limb is missing… I had that when Nana passed too… I worry and am so worried about his Mom. I will do my best to take care of her like she were my own mother. There is only one other person that I’m close to that has known me for as long and isn’t family, so this is something that has rocked me to the core.
OK… off to work…
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