"So it's all OK," said Chidder. Teppic nodded gloomily. That was what was so likeable about Chidder. He had this enviable ability to avoid thinking seriously about anything he did.
It's interesting, because at my last job my boss was good---very good---about creating and fostering relationships. At the time I was horrified, because why are you texting our general counsel? Why are you calling someone up and asking them to opine on something that's just showed up on your radar?? This is business, we need to do business-y things in a business way!!!
It took me a long time to recognize what this approach bought him. He was terrible at data entry, yes. I don't think he once ever approved my vacation time, just said "sure, put your out of office message on." (He hated approving vacation time, so he just....didn't.) But he was looped in, hooked in, always consulted. Everyone picked up his calls, because if he was calling it wasn't going to be a haranguing, he wanted to work with you to achieve both your goals, and honestly? you could call him out of the blue too. It worked both ways. He was crystal clear when things were handed down from the top (usually because we'd get a beer and he'd complain about it) and when requests were coming from him/our team. And he was always, always very clear that we were his people, and it was Us against The Company; he was consistently, unequivocally and completely on our side.
(........this did not stop The Company from pulling its shenanigans, but it always felt like he was siding with Us when it did.)
I know this, because now I'm in an organization where my boss isn't on our side, where things aren't explained---even when explanations would make the boss' requests more reasonable. I'm aware of other situations too, where members of the team have been what seems like deliberately insulted or attacked by our boss, which is frankly unnecessary.
I don't have a conclusion to draw from all of this, and god knows that bad bosses are ten a penny, each terrible in their own way. Still, I do think about it more and more, particularly as I stare down 1 year with the company.
The real issue is whether indeed there can be a true representation of anything, or whether any and all representations, because they are representations, are embedded first in the language — and then in the culture, institutions, and political ambience of the representor. If the latter alternative is the correct one (as I believe it is), then we must be prepared to accept the fact that a representation is eo ipso implicated, intertwined, embedded, interwoven, with a great many other things besides the "truth" which is itself a representation. … Thus each individual contribution first causes changes within the field and then promotes a new stability, in the way that on a surface covered with twenty compasses the introduction of a twenty-first will cause all the others to quiver, then to settle into a new accommodating configuration.
I do not believe that you understand how many happy chemicals my brain gave me after you made me high priestess, it is simply incredible, and thank you so much.
But as the high priestess, I believe that it is my duty to give the best sacrifices to Mosquitello, so he can become more powerful and See more, so here's some of my best shinies from my hoard as a sacrifice.
you have no idea how long this ask has been sitting in my inbox- just waiting for me to get the inspiration to draw this lol.
thank you for your offering lamps. it is well appreciated.
I keep forgetting that the Will Wood who makes EVIL!! jazz music and sings songs about rats and skeletons and the Will Wood on the fuck shit piss podcast about the apocalypse that goes on long rambles about whatever game he's playing or Jordan Peterson are the exact same person. Like how can somebody do both of those things at once
On one hand it's only been one whole year since I've started actively identifying as aromantic which is relatively recent but somehow it feels like I've just known my entire life.
To be fair I have always been aromantic considering my lack of crushes or generally being an outsider to romance and I just didn't always have the right words to describe how I felt or when I did I was deep in denial but the feelings were still there. I was aromantic then just as much as I am now, I just actually acknowledge it these days and I talk about it rather than telling myself I just haven't met the right person yet