anzha's Journal: Big Mouth or Group Grenadier?

All right, lemme see if I can explain the bed I've made for myself feels like. It's not altogether pleasant. It's not necessarily terribly uncomfortable either. It's more a question of getting the role down right.

Y'see, early on when I was here, I ferretted out a "plot" by a rival to vacuum out a lot of dinero out of our program. I discovered it because I tend to have very good, honest, and friendly relations with our vendors. It was a major intel coupe and allowed us to stop the whole thing cold. It made me rather noticable very quick. What I say carries weight from top to bottom. I am not the expert on all things and haven't let that go to my head what-so-ever, but ideas, comments, and intel scoops tend to get listened to.

However, this down side. If I gripe about something, it gets listened to. This can be a serious problem. Before I could be dismissed as a relatively unimportant underling. Now when I say something, there can be shock waves.

One of my personality quirks happens to be that if I have a question, I'll ask. I have no problems even asking something that might be construed as a stupid question just to make sure I understand something. More often than not, it turns out to be helpful for everyone involved. However, it can and does cause heart ache if its the question everyone was trying to avoid.

I did this recently. Twice. Unfortunately, the second grenade that I pulled the pin on wasn't a grenade: it was a micro nuke. Or a hafnium bomb? It's caused massive shock waves: think death of Sauron in the beginning of LotR:FotR. It has drawn the ire of my boss, my project lead, and everyone else except my coworkers and the high muckety mucks.

In 45 I am going into a meeting that is to resolve all of this (for large values of the word 'resolve'). It's going to last from 9 am to 5 pm. It's gonna suck: not for the evil eyes being cast at me, but rather cuz I'd rather not sit and not get stuff done. I have file systems to break, kernels to hack, a paper to wrap up, and relationships to further with vendors. Y'know, important stuff.

Heute, however, I'm damned to meeting hell. This is the bed I made...:S

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[Cujo]