It’s a new day today. The sun is shining. Birds are chirping. Flowers are in bloom. All this, and I am spending the day with my beautiful wife and my beautiful daughter. Life could be a lot worse.
Lulu is officially in the past. After a restless night of sleep, I’ve decided to put it to rest.
I enjoyed most of my time at Lulu. I think I could have helped take it to new levels of growth. Yet I had already begun the process of leaving it when yesterday’s news struck.
My lunch appointment with Bart was a test I set up to see if he would take time to listen to my concerns. It appears that he would rather not. So be it. It was yet another of my efforts to make Lulu a better place, and yet another unacknowledged.
I am a pretty low-maintenance employee. I am typically cheerful: I do not complain about my work. I am punctual. I work overtime when needed. And I am extremely flexible, doing anything that is required. Yet the thing that truly motivates me was always missing at Lulu – recognition for my work. In the five months I was there, I can recall just one time my manager ever praised my work. Just one. And about half the time he never bothered responding when I would email him with questions.
In short, he could not have been a worse manager for me.
Last night I thought a lot about the saying “there’s nothing wrong with me; therefore, there must be something wrong with the universe.”
There is nothing wrong with me. Therefore, there must be something wrong with Lulu.