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Politcal Intrigue at Work FUCK! My computer just rebooted itself. I lost a whole long, gigantic rant. You should be glad though, because you're now going to get the Reader's Digest version, which is way better. The rant was all about how, during the few days I was gone, an instructor attempted to do a political end-run around me and my department in an effort to grab more resources (and power) for himself, make me (specifically) look bad, and make more work for me in the process -- all with my boss's spineless, half-assed and ignorant assistance. It was pretty far gone and near to happening but one thing saved me -- the fact that the instructor's department chair likes me, and came to me today to ask what the whole thing was about. I managed to defuse the situation by making it all out to be a misunderstanding, undercutting the instructor's whole position (which was that we were "preventing" him from teaching his class). I hate slimy, under-handed, manipulative bastards like this guy. He just made a very bad mistake. It's a mistake people often make about me, especially around here. Because I look younger than they expect of someone in my position, because I look to faculty members like their own students (for whom they have zero respect), they assume I will act and respond like a kid, that I won't recognize certain kinds of behavior, that I am incapable of certain kinds of behavior myself, and that they can get away with treating me like I am irrelevant or worse. I have had to disabuse several people of these notions since I began here, and it appears as though there is another candidate in the queue right now. The question now is how to respond. I've thwarted this fellow's project in the short term, but it's going to come back -- he's that kind of guy. I would like to find a way to shut down his current crusade in a public, abrupt way that can very visibly be traced back to me...but I'll settle for just crushing his ambition. I think the best thing to do is to deny him access to the classroom most of this current go-round has been centered about. It's not a classroom that his department usually uses -- he was only there this term due to a scheduling conflict. (He liked it in there though, because I take care of it, while the other classrooms his department uses are taken care of by my useless co-worker. Hence, this classroom is a lot nicer than those he is used to. I doubt he made that connection when he started to make me out to be an idiot -- and did I mention how much I like that?) But it doesn't belong to him or his department -- and the department it does belong to likes me a whole lot, and owes me a bunch of favors besides. His heavy-handed tactics the last few days might be played against him with a few words dropped into the right ears. I think I could manage it so he's never allowed to teach in that room again. That would suit me just fine. That fat greasy fucker. Die! This has also driven home to me yet again that my own boss is a useless flesh-sack. Rather than stick up for me when the emails calling me a useless hindrance to instruction started flying about, he tried to placate -- which in his world means, "give them what they want so they'll go away." He had any number of opportunities to quash this travesty early on, but he played along for some unknown reason. It's plain that I can no longer depend on my boss for either guidance or protection (if I ever could). The time may be here to forego his edicts altogether and start to run this place the way I want to -- hell, I hate it the way it is now. If I get fired, at least I get unemployment. I am now pasting in the original email that started this power-grab. Read between the lines and relish the weasely insinuation! There are also a couple of factual errors...but they could be unintentional. (Names have been changed to protect the innocent and to more accurately define some parties.)
Here, for your edification, is my decoding of that email, using my knowledge of intra-campus politics (FTE means Full Time Enrollment, and is the Magic Number that is used to calculate everything from number of faculty to how much money my department gets per year to spend on paper for the Open Computer Lab):
I'm burning him down. Oh yes. -t
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