You Can't Spell Re-Org without Rage (Or Ergo, or Gore, or Ego)

Still poker-free, going on two days now. Still feels kind of nice.

So HyperMegaGlobalCorp has decided that my department needs, nay, must reorganize, in order to truly leverage oour insight and winning culture and to ramp revenues to new, dizzying heights.

We basically do this every year, in order to muddy the water enough so that you can't really compare our results to the previous year, thus making it impossible to gauge success (or lack thereof) in attaining various goals.

In the past, there was at least a token effort at including us in the process, as far as pretending that our input was considered, as far as what job in the new organization we'd like to be considered for. Not so much this time. They announced the reorg late yesterday, and later today we get to find out what position we play on the new team.

Needless to say, I'm not exactly on the edge of my seat. Either I'll be doing exactly the same thing or they'll make an extraordinary effort, with middle finger extended, and place me in a much crappier position, completely ignoring experience, job performance, etc.

Which would probably be a good thing, really, as far as supplying a much needed kick in the arse.

Odds are prolly 50/50, as far as which way things will swing. The funny thing is that I honestly don't know what I hope happens. Which I guess isn't that bad, as far as neither outcome being disappointing. But the flip side is that neither outcome will be happiness inducing, either.

Mmm, stasis...