Today has been one of those days, the kind that epitomizes the essence of bad Mondays.  Our group executive has apparently decided I’m to be his whipping boy.  He jumped my ass Friday about arbitrary gibberish that even my own boss didn’t understand and couldn’t see how it even applied.  Well, today the volume got pushed up a great bit: the group executive sent another more scathing e-mail, but this time he copied HR.

So I called HR.  They couldn’t see what the problem was and said they’d ask him about it, but based on the e-mail they thought it was somewhat inappropriate for him to copy them.  Still, they made clear it doesn’t change whatever his problem is and that my boss and I have to deal with him directly on that.

Needless to say, I almost got up and walked out this afternoon when I hit my limit.  Instead, I talked to my boss (who once again reiterated that he doesn’t understand what the problems are or why it’s blowing up the way it is) and took a walk around our office complex.  After I calmed down, I was able to go back to my office and do some work.  It was difficult, but I made it.

This is the week I have to look forward to.  As though I don’t have enough crap to deal with already, but now I have to play politics with the clueless nitwit who fancies himself a great leader.  He’s not.  Now, though, he’s in my bidness somethin’ fierce and seems to be taking out all of his frustrations on little ol’ me.  I wanted to scream all day long.  I still do, but I’ll refrain.

Anyway, no more posts this evening.  I have a lot to do and am afraid that all I’d want to talk about is the idiocy found in American business, the kind of stupidity and ineptness that generally clumps together at the top and shits on everyone below them.  OK, I’m bitter about it, and mad as hell.