maandag 31 maart 2008

C.R.A.P.

In the old days, when you have an evaluationinterview with your boss, you're asked to make a SWOT analysis of your project, your company or your team. In SWOT (and no, not SWAT, all you Colin Farrell-lovers out there) the abbreviation stands for Strengths, Weaknesses, Opportunities and Threats.
Els and I decided we'd make a CRAP analysis, that would stand for Customer-orientation, Recruitment, Administration and Posting jobs online. Not bad, don't you think?

I had my very own CRAP moment today (literally than): I was taking a picture of my office (@ the company I work at part-time as an inhouse-consultant), when my ex-dad passed me in the hallway, only to enter MY office (ok, the other side of it) moments later. Apparently he's working there. At MY company, in MY hallway. (mine, mine :p)

I ran, I took my phone and I ran, to the ladies' room and I literally hid in one of the toilets (ok, not IN, ...) I called the BF who didn't pick up, I called V. who didn't pick up, I called D. who picked up (thankjoe) and when I calmed down I walked head down to my office and hid behind the newly-placed stickers on my glass walls. And than I started calling people again :-) I just could NOT get over the fact that, of all the companies in the world, he's working there.

The idea of having to work with him in the same building, I can handle (a little. I think. Maybe.). But being there every monday when he comes for his contract in MY office? Don't think so. I've asked V. to change shifts which she agreed, thankyouverymuch.

It's strange to realise that someone you haven't spoken to in almost 10 years, is working there where you are. It shook me to the core. I hate that he still has this effect on me after so long, but I can't help it. I really cried my eyes out from being in shock, and I didn't do that since... I had the guts to pack my stuff and leave his home.

It's a lazy, no-good, manipulative, lying, spineless, pathetic, weak, poor-excuse-for-a-human-being LOSER.

And half my genes are his.

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