Jubba made me incredibly mad yesterday. I don’t remember being called incompetent so many times in one day…ever. At the end of the day I guess I shouldn’t take it personally since he thinks everyone but himself is a blithering idiot. I wasn’t the only one that suffered under his wrath…but I don’t feel like I deserve it.
Leebeesa can relate to this as he is her line manager too and she suffers under him as well. No matter how hard you work or how well you work, it’s never good enough. His management style is appalling. Nobody ever asks us to give feedback on his ‘performance’ as such, so nobody ever hears us. I seriously felt like crying yesterday. Rudi was supportive…but he doesn’t really know how this man is. How he can make you feel like a worthless speck of nothing.
I’m still peeved with him today, although he could probably care less. Whether or not I told him how I felt, he’d just do it again somewhere down the line. He may apologize and feel bad at a particular junction – but it does not change who he is. Leebeesa has described him as a ‘bull in a china shop’. I really cannot think of a better way to describe what he’s like. Especially when he is getting pressure from above. I would actually much rather deal with Concussed One (his line manager) who has a much better way of speaking to people.
Even after telling me (and my entire team) yesterday that a street sweeper could do our jobs, he still had the audacity to ask me to do something for him today. I felt like telling him to find someone competent to do it. GRRRR.
I know I’m hormonal right now, but I’ve complained about Jubba even before I was pregnant and I’m not the only one that feels this way. Jubba has been working here for around 13 years though and has been in his current position for around 8. No hopes of him getting a promotion then.
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P.S.S. Sarah loved her gift. I ended up buying her a leopard print comforter. She absolutely adores anything leopard print…so she was stoked with the gift. It sucked that I couldn’t be there when she opened it (she opened her gifts after the party), but I’m just glad to know she liked it.