The boss got fired on Friday. Officially it was because he kept defying corporate policy, but rumors are flying that he was letting his kids watch movies after-hours. The janitor complained when they started leaving trash and beer bottles everywhere.
Friday was supposed to be my day off, but the RM called and asked me to come in for a meeting. Oblivious, I wandered in for what I thought was going to be an hour at most. Instead, I was offered the General Manager-ship of the theatre. From my perspective I had two choices: I could say yes and be paid for doing the job, or I could say no and do the job anyway while they looked for someone else and *not* get paid any more. I said yes.
So the last four days have been hectic running around trying to adapt to the hole in our management staff. I probably would be more excited about it if a week ago I hadn't been seriously considering just quitting. Also, I have a vaguely irrational fear of authority over others. But what the hell, I'll give it a shot. If my fears are ultimately justified and it sucks even worse than my old position, I can still decide to quit.
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