Tomorrow, a lot my former colleagues in the National Capital Region will have the day off; possibly much of the week off. I’ll be at work since this part of “Flyover Country” was not affected by the Big Blizz. And you know what? That’s perfectly fine. Since leaving New Rome, I’ve discovered that the office isn’t so bad when it’s not on the other side of a ninety-minute commute. It’s also better when you don’t have to work for a horrid boss.
Not to go into too much detail, but the management at my previous company hired a very, very bad person to head the department I worked in. I could write an entire Management book based on her. The letter I left at my exit interview was twelve pages long, single-spaced, and accompanied by a PowerPoint demonstration that just listed and categorized the humiliations, petty gamesmanship, unprofessional behavior, general incompetence, and actual physical abuse she had demonstrated since coming on board. I don’t think I was alone, since no fewer than twelve people resigned from our department between the time she came in and the time I left; and our department was only about 20 people.
This person, called her “Bebe,” was obsessed above all else with how things looked to upper management. She actually spent as little time as possible working with our department as she could, because she was trying to get in on every Executive Level meeting, even when it had nothing to do with her. Anyway, there were several people in our department who worked flexible hours and telecommuted; they had been hired in with that promise. It was especially valuable for mothers who had to work schedules around their children and the always horrible DC/NOVA traffic. She implemented a policy of ‘Core Hours,’ meaning everyone had to be in the office from 8:30 to 5:30, because … I am not making this up… “It looks bad when one of the VP’s walks through and sees a bunch of empty cubicles.”
She, by the way, routinely rolled in between 10 and 10:30.
And there was worse. Much much worse than that, but I don’t want to turn this post into a long, whiny diatribe. But I thought maybe others had terrible boss stories they would like to share with the class.