At least it is Friday

So after being home for 2 solid days with this bubonic plague, I came to work today even though I still feel like dirt.  There are only so many episodes of Project Runway I can watch.  But I feel like death warmed over and I don't look all that swell - I've looked in the mirror and checked.  Makeup might help but I simply don't have the energy.

And what lands on me this morning when I am already feeling wobbly?  My assistant Chris, for whom I have gone to the mat with HR and my boss to get him enough money and the title change he wanted so he would stay and help me build this department gave me his 2 weeks notice. 

To say I am pissed off doesn't even begin to cover it.  Yes, I congratulated him and I am sure this is a wonderful move for his career but DAMN IT ALL I just got him to the point where he's really useful to me, where I can take a couple of sick days because I know there is someone here with a brain who can handle things in my absence.  I went to HR 3 times to get him the raise that brought him to the salary level he deserved.  I've brought him into meetings and networking events that normally he would never even get a sniff of. 

Well he's going to a mega-big firm where he will be one of many people.  He won't have the kind of access to things that I gave him.  But I guess he wants to move on.

I wish him the best and by Monday I will be over my hissy fit, but right now I am going to spend at least the next 20 minutes being ticked off at him and grumbling about how there is no gratitude anymore. 

I think I should go home now.

At least it is Friday

So after being home for 2 solid days with this bubonic plague, I came to work today even though I still feel like dirt.  There are only so many episodes of Project Runway I can watch.  But I feel like death warmed over and I don't look all that swell - I've looked in the mirror and checked.  Makeup might help but I simply don't have the energy.

And what lands on me this morning when I am already feeling wobbly?  My assistant Chris, for whom I have gone to the mat with HR and my boss to get him enough money and the title change he wanted so he would stay and help me build this department gave me his 2 weeks notice. 

To say I am pissed off doesn't even begin to cover it.  Yes, I congratulated him and I am sure this is a wonderful move for his career but DAMN IT ALL I just got him to the point where he's really useful to me, where I can take a couple of sick days because I know there is someone here with a brain who can handle things in my absence.  I went to HR 3 times to get him the raise that brought him to the salary level he deserved.  I've brought him into meetings and networking events that normally he would never even get a sniff of. 

Well he's going to a mega-big firm where he will be one of many people.  He won't have the kind of access to things that I gave him.  But I guess he wants to move on.

I wish him the best and by Monday I will be over my hissy fit, but right now I am going to spend at least the next 20 minutes being ticked off at him and grumbling about how there is no gratitude anymore. 

I think I should go home now.