Better an angry boss than an ugly boss
Better an angry boss than an ugly boss

Video: Better an angry boss than an ugly boss

Video: Better an angry boss than an ugly boss
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Chief and subordinate
Chief and subordinate

One of my acquaintances specifically got up at 7 in the morning to call work and check if the morning shift of his subordinates had arrived at the scene, and after this test call, he went to bed and watched his dreams. A friend, once said in her hearts about our common boss: you have to come to her carpet in a burqa! Which of these bosses is better? For me, both are with greetings. Still, most of us prefer to work under the command of an oppressive boss rather than a notorious boss.

If the boss is a man

He comes back every morning. Perhaps he does not leave his home company at all, but sits all night, hiding in his office, and waits for the morning to come. To leave at exactly nine zero-zero and personally check who is not yet in the workplace. And no, of course, you, because yesterday you were too lazy to wash your hair, and you decided to do it quickly in the morning. But your hair dryer broke and you had to dry your hair with a towel. Then your cat decided to play with you, and after cat games you usually have to look for new tights. Well, to complete the picture, the minibus for some reason broke down, and … "I hope you understand that your personal problems do not interest me?" - coldly, like an iceberg, he says, waiting for you at the entrance and expressively looking at his watch. "But in vain" - you think. Because if they interested him even a little, you could tell him a lot of interesting things. Maybe he had a sense of humor at least then …

The boss is a man whose thoughts occupy, if not most, then still a large part of your time. You can talk about him with a colleague (regardless of gender and age), with a friend (she understands you especially well if you work together) and even with your beloved (and you would try to talk to him about someone neutral!). You can complain about him - and you will be understood and regretted. You can admire him - and you will not be jealous (well, or almost not jealous): you are only talking about his administrative and business qualities! Even if his magical eyes or an elegant suit accidentally fall into the list of these qualities. You can even fall in love with him. Which is generally unlikely, since the character of even the nicest people begins to deteriorate sharply as soon as they reach official heights. However, if he still needs to show off your eyes, he will do it masterfully. Still, he has better financial capabilities than ordinary mortals. So, if you wish, you can replenish your piggy bank of romantic memories: an evening in an exotic restaurant, a trip to the opera in a neighboring city, a night of love on a deserted beach … True, some problems may arise with love: after all, leadership positions take a lot of energy and nerves. But we will tactfully keep silent about this. Moreover, there are pleasant exceptions to each rule. So, my friend said that her boss looked after her very nicely. They almost washed their feet with French wine, lit a cigarette with dollars and, in general, trampled on the material foundations of this world in every possible way. When the couple finally got to the hotel, the ardent lover said: "Right now, we'll just smoke," and … fell asleep with a cigarette. Newly made Carmen sat next to him all night, guarding his sensitive sleep. Subsequently, he nevertheless rehabilitated himself, turning out to be a wonderful lover and, in addition, a very decent person.

However, all this, we repeat, is rather an exception than a rule. If only because experienced people strongly advise not to play novels with the authorities. After all, if everything ends sadly, it will be very difficult for you to continue working here. And if everything ends cheerfully (registry office, wedding, love to the grave) … I would not advise anyone to work under the supervision of their own husband. That's really really, "when you come home - there you sit"! No variety - the same p … face both at work and at home. Plus, all family problems, whatever one may say, are transferred to work, and all workers - to the family. Although … I know a lady who married her boss and is quite happy. True, she still had to leave work.

If the boss is a woman

No, this one won't even marry. If the boss is a man, you can at least add a pleasant variety to the gray working days. Build eyes, dream … And here? Vixen, she is a vixen. A-priory. There was somehow, however, a program - either "My family", or "I myself", where a lady in a mask told the whole country how she loved her boss. In a literal sense, she loves: only colossal willpower allows her to refrain from recognition when she appears next. My boss at that time did not evoke such feelings - and not only from me, but also from the men working "under her", whom at every party she introduced into a deep trance with her drunken harassment. But I still felt the feelings of the heroine of the TV show. Daddy's whinny sobered me off: "Gee … I can imagine, I would fall in love with the boss …"

A boss is even worse than a boss. Especially if she did not come out face, or her personal life did not work out. It was here, on nice subordinates, that she will win back! Our, for example, sat with us in the same office and drove such a wave that all the staff were simply squeezed into the corridor. What else can you do in the hallway other than gossip and smoke? Everyone lit up, including the advocates of a healthy lifestyle. "Our mymra" once abandoned the bad habit so that it would not harm her beauty (she did not think about the controversy of using this word in her address), and now she had a sharply negative attitude to such a pastime. “Just as women of easy virtue eventually become the most incorrigible bigots,” our colleague, an amateur psychoanalyst, commented with pleasure.

We seriously discussed plans to kill her, or at least "tame" her. As a result of the corridor gatherings, we turned pale, lost weight and almost bald. And mymra bloomed and smelled of expensive perfume, informing us on occasion that she was invited to an official banquet, but the trouble is, there is absolutely nothing to wear, you will have to ask your friend for a diamond necklace. Each of us would gladly strangle her with this very necklace, being sure that after such work the zone will seem like just paradise. Intrigues and pitting employees against each other, the slow transformation of a sweet friendly team into a serpentarium, the constant feeling of her translucent gaze on oneself made the work simply unbearable. But! But how happy we were when we quit … It just can't be described!

Morality? And there will be no morality. Let the bosses have a headache about this. And our business is small. Still, how wonderful it is to be delightfully irresponsible! True, you will not get into bosses with such an attitude … But as soon as I imagine that my subordinates will say the same thing about me that I have just written here, my career is not very nice at once.

Dina Marcus

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