I am on my third iteration of working with the Remote Boss. I work in a "field office" of an entity headquartered on the West Coast, and over the course of the past year I've been asked to do projects for people over there. This particular Remote Boss just may be my favorite.
I have spoken to him twice by phone and he appears to either be shy or overworked. However, he is particularly lucid in e-mails and according to his secretary, he is a technophile. Which is something I greatly admire. He appears to have some interesting cases and matters and seems to be a very nice guy, so that presents itself as a nice change.
The great thing is that I am supervised but have a lot of independence. It is spoiling me rotten. Curses, you good boss. I may never accept being micro-managed again.
I must be the only person who goes to a company retreat, is given a free leather embossed business card holder, and then goes to the hotel shop and buys another business card holder. But I couldn't resist. And it just so happens that the one I bought is the pretty sherbet-y colors of this here blog, replete with white contrast stitching, even. It was just so terribly cute, sitting there in the display case. I was caught up in the milieu of corporate excess, having just come from a very nice luncheon on my employer's dime and previously having bathed in the tub in my employer-paid room. Who can blame me for my moment of weakness?
Posted by equilibrium-girl at October 26, 2004 03:18 PM