While the Big Dogs Are Away

All the Cheeses, big, bigger, and biggest, from Unnamed Co are off to Cozumel for an executive team meeting for the next three days.

I am relieved. I may finally get some work done instead of bouncing back and forth between Boy Wonder (who I grow to like more every day), True Boss, Yentl (grrrrrr) and now The Big Cheese, who has decided he likes me because I actually use the software I'm supposed to use to do my job. Go figure.

Monday is a holiday at Unnamed Co, which surprises me. Every company I've worked at before has not had MLK Day as a holiday. Still, I'll take it where I can get it.

Even better, it looks as though the planets have aligned and Anonymous Boyfriend will be up for a visit.

Then yesterday, Yentl (who is off to Cozumel, too) yammered on and on in a conference call about how she intended to be at work on Monday because she thought her project was so important, although she didn't expect Becs to be in, yammer yammer yammer. Well, something about this just didn't sit right with me.

Yentl is so communicatively challenged that what she most likely meant was,"I'm working Monday." What it sounded like was "Becs is a slacker if she doesn't show."

Call me slacker. Ain't no way I'm going in Monday, at least not for Yentl. I would and gladly for Boy Wonder, True Boss, the Big Cheese, and even for the Ecuadorian girl who cleans the kitchen area. But not for Yentl.

This is just a minor irritation and it will go away. After all, I saw the org chart that True Boss is taking to Cozumel with him. My name is on it four different times. (Maybe five. I was so stunned at the work that I thought it best to stop counting.) Boy Wonder's name was on there at least three times. Yentl? Once and only once.

I wonder if she realizes on what thin ice she skates. I saw the Big Cheese roll his eyes when she was talking on a conference call the other day. She has one project. It's a big one, but once it's rolling, who's to say she'll even be needed?

Meanwhile, I remind myself all glory is fleeting.

Yesterday, True Boss said to me, "Next year's meeting is in St. Maarten. You'll be going to that one."

Next year? I thought, what makes you think there'll be a next year? Since I've been here, I seen in this immediate area two people leave the company and at least seven more get laid off. All glory is fleeting, bub.

In the meantime, I smile mildly and get back to work. Boy Wonder can whirl like a dervish at Yentl's many annoying characteristics. But I get back to work.

And while the big dogs are away, I may finally get caught up. Finally. Maybe. I just hope the phone service from there is lousy.