So I go into work today. And, boss tries to bully me — takes me on over something that is TOTALLY I was in the right — and starts mansplaining and patronizing me (I hate that word mansplaining, but, let’s face it, it was the totally right word.)
So I called him on it — I said, ok, don’t make fun of me and don’t PATRONIZE me. That’s rude, and not worthy of you. Well, he got that buttheaded look that sez he knows he’s been called out, and totally backtracked. Oh, I’m not trying to do THAT — it’s just that, etc etc etc. So we resolved that issue, I was lenient, let him weasel his way out of it.
But he knew I was still pissed, even though I didn’t say so. So when they called on me to spend three hours with tech support (not your normal kind of tech support — this guy lives in Texas and is an old AS/400 guy) to get our new printer hooked up — well, me and this guy bonded — because we’re probably the last few human people on Earth that know how to do old AS/400 stuff — so boss, all of a sudden, gets VERY effusive, because I was telling this guy a little about my history, and my 25 years as an RPG programmer and all that stuff, and we were totally reminiscing about the old days of programming, and then suddenly, here’s BOSS — “we just DON’T know what we would do without Rose — WE LOVE HER — we hired her as a receptionist, and then we found out she has SKILLS.”
Haha. That’s where old programmers go to die. In underpaid receptionist jobs. It crackses me up, it really does.
He knew I was pissed, so he praised me to the skies to this guy. Who I liked. We bonded on the phone. And our new printer is hooked up successfully. But, Boss, you know, I can’t be bought that cheap. Even though I was nice to you and forgave you.
It’s Friday, I feel damn good about all that — hope you are all having a great weekend. And they haven’t passed that tax scam — yet.
Yay!