this morning #1696.
this morning, week two as a manager began with a bang. came to work with a chip on my shoulder. no reason, really. just one of those crazy days where you wake up ready & raring to fight any fool who gets in your way. not quite the right time to test out my new powers as the man in charge. called a brief meeting to address my new team. tried to motivate them with stern words. no threats. less carrot. more stick. problem is that most of them have known me for a while now. they know that i’ve never been all that motivated myself. none of them pushed back though. they let me speak. let me let out my anger. to them though, my words likely sounded pretty hollow. pale paper tiger waving in the wind.