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On A Stick
Nov. 20th, 2004 03:26 pmMy back seems to be a little better at this moment, but oh, getting out of bed this morning was a bitch. I have managed to pull some muscles in my lower back, and if I re-stretch them the wrong way, everything gets tweaked again. I think I need to go buy a heating pad. Suddenly I've become my father.
I've opted out of the team's Friday breakfast program. With Rick leaving to go to work where his husband works, we needed to re-shuffle the list. I'll miss having Rick on the team. It was nice having another gay guy on the team, even for a short time, but truly he had talents that we weren't using, and his new job is a much better fit for him. The void will be bigger than that of a missed breakfast or not having his fantastic cheesecake again.
Still, my run ins with my boss Lisa on the who breakfast thing have made it best for me to drop out of the rat race. The whole thing has been getting uglier and uglier. When I don't give in to her attempts to get her way to get what she wants, I'm ending up creating myself trouble. She's pulling the big passive aggressive trick of saying "It doesn't matter" when it does. Truly, when mama's not happy, nobody's happy.
It's funny that when we were talking about the food and needs for yesterday's Thanksgiving pot-luck, Rob from the other team that was going in with us joked wondering if I would bring Turkey Pizza or Cranberry Pop Tarts, takes on two different breakfast foods, Pop Tarts and Cold Pizza, that were popular with my team, but were very unpopular with Lisa.
Lisa always asks sometimes as early as Tuesday, what people will bring in order to try to get them to bring what she wants - usually chicken biscuits from Chick-fil-a, which are expensive. I would frustrate her by keeping mine secret. In a way it was a fun game, but when it affects other parts of your performance, your job, and it shouldn't, then it becomes a problem.
The last time, a few weeks ago, I went to the store on a Thursday night not having time to do something elaborate. heck, i've cooked cinnamon rolls for the team and brought a toaster and waffles for them, but that night I bought pancakes and sausage on a stick, and a bottle of syrup (Log Cabin brad - I couldn't resist). It was simple and easy.
Well, guess what, the team liked it, Lisa, well let's start with the fact that Lisa doesn't like much. This is interesting for me to be complain about since I have such a picky problem with food myself. often when people bring breakfast, like when they bring breakfast tacos, I don't eat it. i don't like eggs - not that i've never had it, I just don't care for it. The big deal is, I don't make a big production about it.
Lisa doesn't like spicy foods, for one. She's hispanic, but we took her to Chipotle, and we got her the Michael special - rice, chicken and cheese, and it was too spicy for her. NO SALSA! The marinade was too much for her. When i asked about her children and hamburgers once, she said that they don't like them. I said, really, two boys don't like burgers? She said no, they don't. Then I figured it out. they don't have them. Mom has chicken and tuna. There's probably very little else in the house for them to eat.
Well, one other thing the kids don't get is pancakes. Mom doesn't like them, but that wasn't the biggest problem with our breakfast convenience food, no. It was the stick. "I don't like food on sticks, it's just not right," she said. "You don't eat the stick," I groused back in front of the entire team, obviously upset that she had dissed yet another breakfast, one that I wasn't trying to get her goat with. "Besides, all the greatest food comes on a stick, sausage, cheese, twinkies. Haven't you been to a state fair?" The team nodded their heads.
Lisa grumbled again, but again I had won with the team. Still, team happiness doesn't translate to better reviews. Getting your pancakes and sausage on a stick doesn't lead to getting one out of your boss' ass.
So I surrender. Others can bring breakfast for the team and I'll sit back. It's better for my controlling my caloric intake, anyway. We'll move on to better battles.
I've opted out of the team's Friday breakfast program. With Rick leaving to go to work where his husband works, we needed to re-shuffle the list. I'll miss having Rick on the team. It was nice having another gay guy on the team, even for a short time, but truly he had talents that we weren't using, and his new job is a much better fit for him. The void will be bigger than that of a missed breakfast or not having his fantastic cheesecake again.
Still, my run ins with my boss Lisa on the who breakfast thing have made it best for me to drop out of the rat race. The whole thing has been getting uglier and uglier. When I don't give in to her attempts to get her way to get what she wants, I'm ending up creating myself trouble. She's pulling the big passive aggressive trick of saying "It doesn't matter" when it does. Truly, when mama's not happy, nobody's happy.
It's funny that when we were talking about the food and needs for yesterday's Thanksgiving pot-luck, Rob from the other team that was going in with us joked wondering if I would bring Turkey Pizza or Cranberry Pop Tarts, takes on two different breakfast foods, Pop Tarts and Cold Pizza, that were popular with my team, but were very unpopular with Lisa.
Lisa always asks sometimes as early as Tuesday, what people will bring in order to try to get them to bring what she wants - usually chicken biscuits from Chick-fil-a, which are expensive. I would frustrate her by keeping mine secret. In a way it was a fun game, but when it affects other parts of your performance, your job, and it shouldn't, then it becomes a problem.
The last time, a few weeks ago, I went to the store on a Thursday night not having time to do something elaborate. heck, i've cooked cinnamon rolls for the team and brought a toaster and waffles for them, but that night I bought pancakes and sausage on a stick, and a bottle of syrup (Log Cabin brad - I couldn't resist). It was simple and easy.
Well, guess what, the team liked it, Lisa, well let's start with the fact that Lisa doesn't like much. This is interesting for me to be complain about since I have such a picky problem with food myself. often when people bring breakfast, like when they bring breakfast tacos, I don't eat it. i don't like eggs - not that i've never had it, I just don't care for it. The big deal is, I don't make a big production about it.
Lisa doesn't like spicy foods, for one. She's hispanic, but we took her to Chipotle, and we got her the Michael special - rice, chicken and cheese, and it was too spicy for her. NO SALSA! The marinade was too much for her. When i asked about her children and hamburgers once, she said that they don't like them. I said, really, two boys don't like burgers? She said no, they don't. Then I figured it out. they don't have them. Mom has chicken and tuna. There's probably very little else in the house for them to eat.
Well, one other thing the kids don't get is pancakes. Mom doesn't like them, but that wasn't the biggest problem with our breakfast convenience food, no. It was the stick. "I don't like food on sticks, it's just not right," she said. "You don't eat the stick," I groused back in front of the entire team, obviously upset that she had dissed yet another breakfast, one that I wasn't trying to get her goat with. "Besides, all the greatest food comes on a stick, sausage, cheese, twinkies. Haven't you been to a state fair?" The team nodded their heads.
Lisa grumbled again, but again I had won with the team. Still, team happiness doesn't translate to better reviews. Getting your pancakes and sausage on a stick doesn't lead to getting one out of your boss' ass.
So I surrender. Others can bring breakfast for the team and I'll sit back. It's better for my controlling my caloric intake, anyway. We'll move on to better battles.
