It's Called Work for a Reason

I lost a friend from work today, a guy who recently sent me a book entitled "It's Called Work for a Reason." Go figure. A guy who'd been at the same company I've been at for years. Who got promoted right out of his comfort zone. And whose position was eliminated today because the powers that be decided that he wasn't the right guy for the job. It's really sad. He flew into Dallas to meet with our VP - probably thought it was just a regular touching base kind of meeting. But instead he learns his job is being eliminated. And today is his last day. Just "your position no longer exists, sorry. oh and today is your last day." He wasn't very good at this job he was wedged into - not enough management training, way too much responsibility. But that doesn't make his termination fair. It's really sad -- he's a hard worker and a nice guy.

Even weirder, my editing boss, Bill, is on his way to Dallas to meet with the VP. Fortunately, his job is intact, and mine is too. All of this is happening because we've got some new exec VP from our parent company looking at our division with hawk eyes and making some radical moves among more senior managers. Get me OUT of the role of publisher and back into a full-time editing position. I really hate business. I always have.

I need to go pants shopping for the premenstrual one. Again. Every two months, it seems, she grows an inch and her pants no longer hit the tongues of her sneakers. Meghan continues to level out at something like 5'2", a fact of life she hasn't yet been able to gracefully accept. ;)

Four more weeks until Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. That's where we're heading on Delta Sky Miles and Marriott points this year. Probably the last big family vacation we'll take before the educational after life (Meghan goes to college). I'm really looking forward to this - it's supposed to be a stunning place.