A story in two parts: 1. A journey through breast cancer, dissertation, and life. 2. A story of Castleman Disease, unemployment, and living in a COVID-19 world
Friday, June 14, 2013
And the Last Woman Bales
So it is now official. The woman who was working as our supervisor filling in for the Col has given noticed. What is it that they know that I should know? Not that it matters, I can't go anywhere any time soon. I try to do my best as mock department head, but I have no actual authority. Everyone at work is nervous and not surprisingly moral is low. Of course there are those who seem to revel in causing discontent, but even the best people are struggling. I mean really, furlough, lack of stability, talk of RIFs, and no one to go to for support. At this point I have no desire to ever apply for the department head position. Let me go back to being a peon, and worry only about getting better. Of course I keep doing what I can at work, and hope that things get better when the new leadership gets on board.
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