What does one do when one really likes one’s job, one’s boss, and the work they do, but the work place has become a not-very-pleasant place to work? When the office management, not the lawyers, create and/or foster a hostile work environment for some of the staff? He’s the best boss I can ever remember working for, but the rest of the office environment is rapidly declining, morale is pretty low, and I’m not sure how much longer it will be before some pretextual reason comes up to get rid of some of us. Guess its more important than ever that I get my paralegal certificate. Gotta try to fly below the radar as much as possible until then, however hard it may be to do.
On another note, you just have to admire Steve Jobs. The man sure can whip up a frenzy over stupid stuff and make a ton of money by doing so. I love gadgets as much as some people, and more than others, but I just don’t get what all the fuss is about. If someone can come up with a cell phone that gets really good reception and whose screen isn’t constantly getting smudged up with cheek prints, I’m there. Until then, I’ll stick with my Katana and Creative MP3 player, thanks very much. I don’t really see the point of combining the two.
And the weird news just gets weirder: Rotten Oranges in Bag, Not a Human Fetus.
I was in that exact situation once. I liked my work and loved my boss, but the firm itself was rotten, and this condition extended to most of the other lawyers. After a year, my dilemma solved itself: My lawyer fit in so badly that he was fired, and they sent me packing right behind him. Fortunately, I’d been expecting the axe and had already been going on interviews, so I had two job offers by the week after. Stay under the radar, and keep your own radar tuned as well.
By: lawyersrighthand on June 30, 2007
at 9:41 am
Fortunately, my boss is high enough on the food chain that they aren’t likely to fire him. They can’t afford to, at least not for the foreseeable future. I’m not sure what he’d do, though, if they tried to fire me. I’d like to think he wouldn’t allow it, but I can’t afford to count on it. I wonder if there’s a hole I can crawl in and pull the blankets up over my head.
By: litassistant on June 30, 2007
at 8:18 pm
[...] trumped up a reason to get rid of me (totally pretextual, as they both are fully aware – did I call it last year or what?), so now I have plenty of fodder for my blog. I figured as part of my therapy, I’d [...]
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