On the way up?



Today I was invited to The Sandmans top table. This is the occasion when we the lower orders of middle managers get to sit and feed on the scraps of information that has been held back from us all year,. and to contribute to the progress of the culture and the team......yeah....whatever.



I think I'm supposed to be grateful, especially as tonight we all get to actaully eat with The Sandman as well. Whoopee-fucking -doo.



So, today has been a thrilling experience of discussing the following



Six Sigma Black belts

Six Sigma Green Belts and volunteers - (Yeah my name was right in the frame for that)

Horizontals

Verticals

People Development (or how to get them out of the compnay)

Cultural Change

Evolution Plans

Release Plans

Operating Plans

Development Plans

Technical Plans

Global Plans

Global Domination (no...really.......we want the world)

Consolidated Plans to contain all the plans

Roadmaps

KPI's

KPI enhancements

Communications Initiatives

Global Plans to dominate us (yes.....those dastardly Europena members of the family want to rule us like some crazed despots hell bent on assimilating us.....or in other words they want to share their vision with us....nice wording huh?)

Leadership initiatives

Innovation



Yawn......and I'm supposed to be grateful am I?



So why does it feel quite nice to be included. Why can't I stand by my cynical priciples and just take the piss?



Because I've got a fucking mountain of debt, a huge mortgage, money sucking kids, expensive hobbies and life plans that need money to be achieved.



I am a fucking hypocritical, spineless, turncoat, mercenary shit.......... and I have no problem with that.



And tonight I'm fucking driving so I can't even get pissed to let off some steam. Just as well, because GobbyJack tends to come out and play after a few drinks, and I'd rather keep my inner self very quiet in front of The Sandman.



Later, GrocerJack