This is what happens when I don't post for a while. Multi~subject Jumble For You.
So that meeting last Thursday. SO. BORING. Soooooooooo boring, in fact, that our Bakery/Deli Specialist (the one that i haaaate) fell ASLEEP during the District Mgr's power point presentation. Which alone took TWO hours.
I'm having fun sharing that with EVERYONE. Can you tell?
So the upshot of the first part of the meeting was ... 'we have to change the way we talk to the next generation'. Ummmm, wtf?
oh yes, Dist. Mgr Stacey was all ~ we must talk differently to our new employees. They come from a generation that is used to 'instant gratification', (*cell phones* *texting* *instant messaging* *email*) We must give them constant praise and while this doesn't mean that you can't discipline them, you must do it in a way that does not HURT THEIR FEELINGS.
Oh. Fuck. Me.
I'm truly interested in what you might think of this. For my part, I have raised 3 *this generation* young adults and I don't/never have talked any differently to them, than I do anyone else. I asked two of my younger employees on Saturday, one is 17 and one is 20 about this, and if they felt that I was not communicating effectively with them, that they needed more praise.
They both gave me the same look that my own kids did when I asked them. And it was the WTF? look. They don't want to be treated like they're special. They want to be treated with respect by authority figures, managers, etc. And since I know that many of my flist fall into this *generation*, tell me ... do you want your bosses/managers to treat you differently/talk to you differently than they do people in their own generation? And why would you?
I'm not much of a baseball fan, I love to watch it live. Heck, I love to watch any sport live ... hockey is about the only one I'll watch on tv, but our minor league baseball team is starting up their season and they're having a 'Welcome to the Neighborhood, Michael Vick!' night and I am so tempted to go, just to support the whole idea, if not for the baseball. Hee! Themed jerseys! Dog adoptions! Yay! T~Bones! I wonder just *how* many guards have told Mr. Vick about it ... daily.
And yes, it's that time of year again, folks.
Saturday I've got a cake order for our favorite Surprise!Birthday Or is that Surprise!Deathday?
This year they've ordered a full sheet cake. The party must be getting bigger.
and how're you doing?