This is a blog. This is NOT peer-reviewed. This is not science. The stories I tell are mine. For those of you who don't understand: These stories are told from my point of view. They are my opinion and only that. They are my memories, however I choose to remember and/or embellish them. The resemblance of characters in my stories to anyone in my life is not completely unintentional, however, I strive to protect their identities; because seriously, the shit they do and say is humiliating and stupid.

Oh...I'm telling these stories because my therapist thinks it'll help my mental and emotional well-being.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Just Call me Clueless:

Some people are good managers. Some not so much. Where do I sit on the spectrum? I’ll let you decide.

Last week, I had to let a worker know his performance wasn’t good enough. I kept our talk short and to the point and was amazed when his work and attitude turned around. Everyone else noticed it, too! He went from being a total dud to a stud. The next day, he was equally as good. Everyone was impressed. And I patted myself on the back for being a good manager and getting the point across in a motivating way. Later that day, I mentioned to a friend that this worker had improved immensely. I figured she’d like to know because she recommended him for the job.

She laughed and said, “I told his girlfriend he was going to get fired if he didn’t turn it around. She told him if he got fired he had exactly one week to find another job or she was leaving him.”

So much for my great management skills.