In
thinking back over my years in the workplace, I count at least twenty-one managers. This, despite working seventeen years with one company and despite not counting the President of my last employer,
to whom I reported with a dotted line.
Some of these managers were really wonderful. They were very knowledgeable,
trusting, and deserving of trust. They
were patient, level-headed, gifted teachers, and concerned about me as a person.
These are Bea, Rose, Anne, Donna, and June among others. I’m certain I’ll
have a degree of gratitude to these managers as long as I live.
And
… no surprise, I’ve had my share of not-so-wonderful managers. Most people
have, I’m sure.
Have you ever wanted to tell one of these not-so-wonderful bosses exactly what you think of her managerial skills? Yes? Well, I can help with that! You say I've never met your former not-so-wonderful boss? I have, trust me.
Here then is my letter to one of your awful ex-bosses.
Have you ever wanted to tell one of these not-so-wonderful bosses exactly what you think of her managerial skills? Yes? Well, I can help with that! You say I've never met your former not-so-wonderful boss? I have, trust me.
Here then is my letter to one of your awful ex-bosses.
Dear You:
I must admit that I’ve grown to dislike you very much in the
past few months. You are self-centered. You are selfish. You’re not very good
at your job, and watching you scramble to protect your rear (which often involves
throwing others under the bus) is painful. You willfully ignore problems and
apparently think it’s okay for managers to demean, scream at, and otherwise disrespect
their employees.
You like to waste my time, and it’s irritating. Yes, I know
I’m being paid to do what you say, but did I really need to spend two hours
preparing a self-evaluation that you never read and never referenced in your
own (months late) crappy review of my performance, which, by the way, though
flattering, showcased your complete ignorance of my job responsibilities, my
abilities, my motivations, and my value?
You think your forgetfulness, lack of focus, and general
disorganization is adorable, and we should join you in laughing at how “you”
you are. Well, I’m not laughing. It’s not cute to be repeatedly late to meetings.
It’s irresponsible and discourteous. Having to update you two, three, and sometimes
four times because you don’t listen (although you’re the one who asked the
question) is a pain in the rear. For crying out loud, if you’re not going to
remember something, write it down!
You demand a lot but give very little. That is, very little
guidance and very little support. Actually, I don’t need your guidance—you
don’t know how I should be doing my job anyway—but I could use your support sometimes.
But, I guess that’s asking for too much.
In short, you are one lousy boss.
Surprisingly, all this would be tolerable if you were to
express any real interest in my well being, but instead it’s all about you. Oh,
you give good lip service, but in the end, it’s what you need, what you want, and
your priorities. Well, news flash. I’m a human being existing independently of
you, and I have career aspirations, family responsibilities, and needs and
wants too. Frankly, I’m sick of pretending I don’t so you’ll be comfortable and
not have to concern yourself with my “stuff,” as though I haven’t been dealing
with your “stuff” forever.
So, I’ve moved on. You’re fired, and I’m gone!
You’re welcome.
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