3:25 p.m. - 2007-11-17
So, on to bigbig news.
My company laid off tons of people Friday.
I got a promotion Friday.
I inherited a huge staff Friday.
I had a heart attack Friday.
OK, not a real heart attack, but jeez! I wasn't expecting that. This Miss Fuck-up pretty darned high up there on the totem pole, and I'm wondering how the fuck I can manage a staff of people, some of whom are very much older than me, when I've never even had children. My dog raised herself.
I don't know what to do with them. I have to be responsible now and it sucks. And I'm scared that I won't do a good job and serve them well.
I mean, its a huge promotion, decided by people who are at the tip top of the company ladder, so I'm honored and grateful. But, I'm also scared shitless.
I guess I'll deal. But I don't like all this growing up and being responsible stuff.
Not at all.