In the re-shuffle I got a new boss+. New boss, my name for my current boss, and I got pushed-and-pulled like taffy and eventually glooped into new boss+'s team.
Anyway I volunteered to set up a new group email box for our unit of champions and I organised its genesis via a series of emails between myself and new boss+. New boss+ declared me awesome to work with!
She said I was funny! (1)
Which is good ... 'cos former boss+ was occasionally dour and often mildly annoyed. He was a good boss+, though his adherence to governance in the face of time-sensitive action was occasionally a stumbling block. As it should be in the public service because the roadblock people make us do things properly ... or use work arounds. I do feel sorry for him. In the re-shuffle he lost all but two people—he had 11 at one point—and I think he feels somewhat miffed by both being semi-sidelined and by the speed and haphazardly-implemented nature of the re-shuffle process.
The best thing that's come out of it is that new boss can now open her wings and truly fly. She was kept earth-bound by the sheer drudgery of administrivia that focused her attention on day-to-day bureaucracy. Now ... now she can take to the air and do all that kewl shit she said she was going to do.
Good times ... ? (2)
(1) And as an interesting co-inky-dink she is chronologically almost exactly the same age as me. However, unlike me she went down the family path just out of high school and as such has a twenty-year-old! That blows my fucking mind. Someone, my age, with an adult child walking the earth.
(2) Yes, it's a ? It's early days yet. I don't want to commit to a full woo-hoo because the report finalisation process for the end-of-year reports has yet to be undertaken. The proof of the pudding is in, how they say, the eating (2a)
(2a) I have half a Tiramisu purchased from the good people at Crust awaiting me in the fridge. In the freezer above is a skerrick of Sara Lee's Vanilla ice cream. I shall consume them tonight! Ah-ha-ha-ha ... and so forth.