This my friends and readers (or reader possibly) will be a first for a while, a not wholly moany blog.
Today I worked, on a Saturday...yes that's not something that's conducive to a happy Saturday but meh...however, it actually helped. The day started with dealing with the leftovers of a shouty person that I had spoken to the night previous. Who said...."your not acting like Coutts, more like Natwest"...Which I take as a HUGE insult...I NEVER worked for Natwest...I worked for RBS for 4 years.
I was sure this person was going to come back and bite me, so in the morning I needed to come and try and put things right. While fixing that, a potential slave I had had an on and off thing with basically said thanks but no thanks...That I had taught him a lot...but I wasn't what he needed
The craving for a fag hit...but I sorted out everything that was needed with the Client. When this particular Client had called through, I was ready to hand my notice in if someone had said it was my fault. Instead a few hours later I found out that the person looking at the case thought I had handled the situation perfectly, that there was nothing I could of done and was respectful the whole time. To be fair, I didn't think that was quite true as I thought I had made a sarcastic comment but meh...I wasn't complaining! For lunch I had Mexican, it was the best thing I had eaten in ages. It was at that point that I realised, ACTUALLY, I was having more fun, more social interaction than if I was off work...and I was earning money.
Slightly sad that I was having more fun at work than if I was off on a weekend? I think so
The day ended up with me talking to an old hand at work. Someone who let me into a few secrets. Who made me realise actually I was doing as well if not better than those who had been put on training schemes and progressed. She made me realise things that I had told others, how to progress...To treat work as a game of chess every move carefully thought out and working at least 3 ahead. As everyone who knows me knows...I love strategising and being in control. I don't like the fact I'm being overlooked...and so..that means I wont be
Joel the warcheif comes into play, the person who can talk to people and get them on his side and who will play all sides...certain ppl wont know whats hit them
I however have a feeling this may not be my only blog tonight...
Saturday, 16 April 2011
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