Because knowing is half the battle!
Oct. 5th, 2006 11:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sinanju...and I know that you're just dying to hear from me.
So last Friday I stepped off the elevator at work to find our CFO standing in the lobby. She told me that we had a bit of a situation and that a message to the staff would be sent by email shortly, and in the mean time to pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.
Okay, she didn't say that--but that was the gist of it. I noticed, as I continued on to my desk, that our HR Director was hovering near Mr. X's cubicle while he was collecting his personal possessions. Oooookay. How very interesting. Just the day before--literally--people were singing his praises in the monthly all-staff meeting. Now he's very clearly been fired.
I wondered why, but I knew I'd never hear. The eventual message to the staff was essentially, "Mr. X is no longer employed by The Company. Forward all messages to Mr. Y." Well...duh. Tell me something I don't know. It's been a week and I haven't heard a whisper--I have no idea what happened. It's weird.
In other news, the new CW network--bastard child of UPN and WB--is clearly having teething pains. Smallville, Gilmore Girls and Veronica Mars all have a consistent look. Outdoor scenes are terribly overexposed and have a distinct orange-yellow tint to them. Plus, intermittent sound problems and occasional loss of satellite signal entirely for a few seconds. I don't know what the hell is going on, but somebody needs a swift kick in the broadcast/uplink studio. This has been going on for more than a week now.
In still other news, I think I may be suffering from repetitive stress injury. Too many years of banging the space bar with my left thumb while typing. I'm wearing a soft brace on that hand so I have to use my right thumb instead, and taking Advil every four hours. I think the weekend trip we'll be taking--where I'll be out of reach of the internet--will probably do me good.
So last Friday I stepped off the elevator at work to find our CFO standing in the lobby. She told me that we had a bit of a situation and that a message to the staff would be sent by email shortly, and in the mean time to pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.
Okay, she didn't say that--but that was the gist of it. I noticed, as I continued on to my desk, that our HR Director was hovering near Mr. X's cubicle while he was collecting his personal possessions. Oooookay. How very interesting. Just the day before--literally--people were singing his praises in the monthly all-staff meeting. Now he's very clearly been fired.
I wondered why, but I knew I'd never hear. The eventual message to the staff was essentially, "Mr. X is no longer employed by The Company. Forward all messages to Mr. Y." Well...duh. Tell me something I don't know. It's been a week and I haven't heard a whisper--I have no idea what happened. It's weird.
In other news, the new CW network--bastard child of UPN and WB--is clearly having teething pains. Smallville, Gilmore Girls and Veronica Mars all have a consistent look. Outdoor scenes are terribly overexposed and have a distinct orange-yellow tint to them. Plus, intermittent sound problems and occasional loss of satellite signal entirely for a few seconds. I don't know what the hell is going on, but somebody needs a swift kick in the broadcast/uplink studio. This has been going on for more than a week now.
In still other news, I think I may be suffering from repetitive stress injury. Too many years of banging the space bar with my left thumb while typing. I'm wearing a soft brace on that hand so I have to use my right thumb instead, and taking Advil every four hours. I think the weekend trip we'll be taking--where I'll be out of reach of the internet--will probably do me good.
