Forecast: bleak...

Some of you might have heard me mention my employer. You might have heard me talk about or write about how poorly things are run and how the place is being driving right into the ground. The most irritating thing about all this is that I've been around long enough to see their mistakes and know how to avoid them - but I work for a guy who equates my working for him as knowing less than him... and he's a moron.

So, I sit at my desk every day, day after day, and watch them fail to perform market research, watch them build products nobody wants and that they'll never bring to market, watch them follow inefficient procedures because "that's the way things are done"... the thing I've been watching lately is the headlight in the tunnel bringing my impending layoff. It makes me hate having enough experience to know better.

But the signs are all there. They've stopped assigning me work. The people I work with are quiet about pending products and revisions. My boss won't even say Good Morning to me - he even runs away when it looks like I want to talk. I say, "Hey, Sonny, you got anything I can help you with?" and he gets up and leaves. I am the pariah that is the doomed man. And it doesn't need to be this way. After all, two other people hold the same position as I, do the same work, and I have more experience, more training, more skills, more education, more savvy, and more presence (I'm there more often) than they... why me? Well, Vicky's kind of helped me with this. Odds are, I make more - the kiss of death. But also, as my boss is a really old-school sexist pig, the girl with the tits has assets I'll never have. And the new guy appeals to his ego - my boss hates people knowing more than he does. He hates anyone who challenges him or shows him up... cough...

This Friday is a payday, a double-whammy for possible layoffs. Until then, I sit at my desk with nothing to do... and I wait... and I blog... and I hate life...

(Of course, with this work environment, you never can tell…)