I am Miserable Middle Manager. I have been managing teams in the UK for 10 years. Office life routinely makes my life miserable, but full of adventures. And I can't shut up about it. I am female, European, middle sized, not middle aged yet but not in my twenties anymore. But who am I really? I am me, you, your friend, your brother, your wife. I am everyone who is or who has been working in an office, managing or being managed, interviewing or being interviewed.
Tuesday, 6 December 2011
Rewarding employees
Yesterday night, as I was browsing through my stuff at home, in the hope of finding my car insurance policy, I came accross some fucked up shit!
I had completely blocked this fabulous episode of my life, when I was working for this amazing radio called Pestilence FM. At that time, I had a sub team who was selling radio air time to local care homes and businesses in need to advertise their products to OCD radio listeners in need of knowing all about pest control.
So my team had sales targets!
...and received awards.
One day my boss, the Marketing and Sales director decided to distribute some awards to reward us for our hard work. However, he decided that my contribution to the success of the commercial team was minor, as I was not selling, but managing.
So by the end of the quarter, we had a nice gathering in the local pub and surprise surprise, between the main course and the dessert, Jingo (that was his surname, can't remember why), well Jingo decides to shut us up and to distribute awards to the team!
He was a good man and everyone had an award : award of the best sales person, award of the most beautiful legs, award of the best dressed sales person, award of the best sales pitch, award of the one who won most awards, award for most amount of cleavage wore!
Then he looked at me with pity and said : and the Award for most amount of awards not won goes to..............MISERABLE!!!!!
Fond memory.
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