It does not seem right that this is only Friday, and not the weekend already. Darned three-day weekend, throwing me off before it even starts.
Today I have the pleasure of announcing that my old nemesis, Micromgr., is outta here. An impending restructuring of our personnel is about to make her management position obsolete. I know that she was shown the writing on the wall. Uberboss probably let Micromgr. know she should either find another job on her own, or risk getting phased back into our parent agency somewhere at random. So she found a management job at another office. Within a few months, a whole new set of rank and file employees will be utterly miserable. It's the circle of life.
On other fronts, my department has been working to tighten regulation on a couple of large corporations. We know our influence is being felt, because their stock has gone down a little, industry analysts seem to know our intentions as soon as we do (a mole, or just good guesses?), public records requests are flying out of here (ah ha), and the corporate lobbyists are in constant contact with their legislators. In this budget season, I doubt they're getting the attention they might normally get. But we're paying attention to them. :-) Not the kind of attention they like, but oh well.
Alien Secretary and I attended the union rally yesterday, on the steps of the Capitol Building. It's the last day for the budget to be signed on time - of course it wasn't signed. But we rank and file had to protest about Arnold's proposed tampering with the public retirement pension.
It got so hot outside, the two of us decided to stroll around inside the building. We just missed a demonstration outside Arnold's door - it seems that union reps tried to deliver a big box of ballots to the Governor. I bet that went over big! I got a look at the guard posted outside the door - he could have taken on any six of us without breaking a sweat.
Then we wandered upstairs to the Senate chamber. Everybody had ajourned for lunch. Up in the visitor's gallery, we opened the shutters of a window. And down below, there was the rally in full swing. We both waved. Dozens of people below waved back at us. Ha! Maybe they thought we were senators, showing our support for the little people.
Don't let the hit ya, Ms. micro manager. The gleefull laughter can be heard from hrer!
Posted by: BB | July 01, 2005 at 09:18 AM
You can always try this one to liven things up.
http://bozemandailychronicle.com/articles/2005/07/01/news/02kuyathfolo.txt
Posted by: pops | July 01, 2005 at 02:05 PM