Cattypuss
Miaow
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11 months ago I was told that changes were being made that would affect my job, but to rest assured that there would always be a great job of some sort for me in the company.
I said that the changes were very misguided and would lead to disaster. My boss said he heard me but these changes were a worldwide edict-type thing (I work for a massive multinational) and so he couldn't do anything about them.
I tried to make the changes work. They were unworkable. I repeatedly said to my boss that I was trying but the changes were unworkable in my area (might be workable in others, but not in my specialism). He repeatedly said "just give it a bit longer - I know you can make it work". My mental health dropped and dropped as I tried for months on end to flog the dead horse I'd been handed into something approaching life, all the while knowing it was futile, but busting a gut to make it work anyway. Eventually, 6 weeks ago, knowing that nothing would ever change, I handed the dead horse back to my boss, resigned, and am now half-way through my notice period (working on stuff other than the dead horse - the dead horse is now my boss's problem).
Today he tells me that they are going back on the bad decision - that the horse was dead from the beginning and so they are dropping it. Gone are the "but this is an edict from global HQ - we have no choice - we HAVE to make it work" protestations. I endured 10 months of hell, and was totally ignored when I repeatedly said this was unworkable. Now, after just over a month of seeing how unworkable it is for himself, my boss has done what I was crying out for him to do for so very long. And he has no excuse - I had meeting after meeting with him and showed him countless plain-as-day bits of evidence that the horse was dead.
I am so pissed off that he stood and watched me flogging his dead horse for him for 10 months, telling me I had to MAKE IT LIVE, and then after only a few weeks with the flogger in his hand he suddenly gets the message I've been shouting clearly for nearly a year.
I briefly considered withdrawing my resignation (given it was only the fact that my job had irrevocably turned into dead-horse flogging that made me resign). But then I thought "Do I really want to work for someone like that?" and of course the answer is "No way in hell".
Anyway, I finally got round to doing my MA application form last weekend, so my other iron is almost in the fire now.
But I can't remember ever feeling so used and betrayed.
tl;dr: my boss is a bigger asshole than I thought he was and I am full of impotent rage
Cunt didn't even say "you were right after all".
I said that the changes were very misguided and would lead to disaster. My boss said he heard me but these changes were a worldwide edict-type thing (I work for a massive multinational) and so he couldn't do anything about them.
I tried to make the changes work. They were unworkable. I repeatedly said to my boss that I was trying but the changes were unworkable in my area (might be workable in others, but not in my specialism). He repeatedly said "just give it a bit longer - I know you can make it work". My mental health dropped and dropped as I tried for months on end to flog the dead horse I'd been handed into something approaching life, all the while knowing it was futile, but busting a gut to make it work anyway. Eventually, 6 weeks ago, knowing that nothing would ever change, I handed the dead horse back to my boss, resigned, and am now half-way through my notice period (working on stuff other than the dead horse - the dead horse is now my boss's problem).
Today he tells me that they are going back on the bad decision - that the horse was dead from the beginning and so they are dropping it. Gone are the "but this is an edict from global HQ - we have no choice - we HAVE to make it work" protestations. I endured 10 months of hell, and was totally ignored when I repeatedly said this was unworkable. Now, after just over a month of seeing how unworkable it is for himself, my boss has done what I was crying out for him to do for so very long. And he has no excuse - I had meeting after meeting with him and showed him countless plain-as-day bits of evidence that the horse was dead.
I am so pissed off that he stood and watched me flogging his dead horse for him for 10 months, telling me I had to MAKE IT LIVE, and then after only a few weeks with the flogger in his hand he suddenly gets the message I've been shouting clearly for nearly a year.
I briefly considered withdrawing my resignation (given it was only the fact that my job had irrevocably turned into dead-horse flogging that made me resign). But then I thought "Do I really want to work for someone like that?" and of course the answer is "No way in hell".
Anyway, I finally got round to doing my MA application form last weekend, so my other iron is almost in the fire now.
But I can't remember ever feeling so used and betrayed.
tl;dr: my boss is a bigger asshole than I thought he was and I am full of impotent rage
Cunt didn't even say "you were right after all".
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