I have a State Government job, here in Tennessee.
I took this lousey, low-paying job, because State jobs are secure --if you don’t screw up, you don’t get canned!
Tomorrow, the bigwigs from downtown come here–with the Personel Director! :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
For a meeting with us!
Nobody from Downtown ever meets with us!
This is bad!
I have trouble getting work.
I’m scared!
Don’t worry I’m sure everything is ok. The directors probably wanted to get out of the office, and needed an excuse…
Aww, mannnnnn… I hope you’re wrong. I’ll cross my fingers for ya.
Ever considered going over to the Fed side? I’ve got over 28 years service, with 7 to go till retirement. It ain’t bad.
Scared shirtless? I’d get that shirt on, pal…the bigwigs notice things like that.
When I worked for the state, bigwigs often felt lonely and unloved, so they’d have a meeting. It never turned out to be anything serious. My experience was that important decisions made by others that affect you are NEVER told to you, so that you have the opportunity to look like a clueless idiot when it turns out you don’t know anything about it.
Quick! Hide the bodies!!! :eek:
It being a new year, perhaps all they want is to establish better communications. Good luck!
Update
All is well. The Photo Lab is merely beginning a long term (3 to 12 years) transistion to Digital Photo technology, & we will all be trained to keep up.
Also, the Boss’s Boos gently explained to the staff that one of our co-workers is getting a sex change operation, & nobody was allowed to harrass him.
No, I’m not kidding.
So, it’s computer classes for Bosda, on the State’s nickel.
Wow, you’re getting computer classes?? If a similar situation happened in our office, we’d all be forced to take some sort of sexual harassment class. After all, the social aspects of the job far outweigh any technical requirements… :rolleyes:
Anyway, yay!!
Congratulations, and I’m glad nothing was wrong.
In my (and my friends’) experience, if there’s bad news coming to you, you won’t hear ahead of time about any kind of meeting. You’ll have a supervisor come unexpectedly to your desk and say, “Can I see you in my office for a moment?” Or you’ll be told there’s a meeting RIGHT NOW that you are expected to attend.
The weasels strike without warning.
I don’t think it’s fair of them to make you get a sex change or lose your job, but I’m glad there will be “before” and “after” digital photos.
:::Snort::: And they say speed-reading doesn’t work.
Bosda, did you say Photo Lab??? I do not mean to pry, but the large Photo Lab in my town just got shut down. They were owned by a Swiss company called fotolabo. Bad mojo if you ask me… This company was just shut down by a large American conglomerate called photo-direct or something like that. And IIRC it does not take 3-12 years to transition to digital photo technology. Be careful Bosda watch your hind quarters…The Mystic Color Lab - the above link - was in business for over 33 years and was shut down abruptly by an American aggressor. Seriously, ask some questions and be careful.
State Government Photo Lab.
And the only reason I was worried is that nobody from downtown ever visits.
Freudian slip by someone who’s easily alarmed by authority figures? Boo!! Gotcha ya! 
Glad it all worked out, in any event.
Lucky you, getting free training! Ain’t it grand? And going digital is good. You won’t be left behind, technology-wise. Glad everything worked out OK! And I’m sure you’ll be able to control yourself and not harrass the person who’s getting the sex change. (By the way, out of idle curiosity, do you think that this person will make an attractive member of the opposite sex? How do you see this transition going for them?)
I used to work for a photo lab that had a small digital dept., but was mostly “old fashioned”. I worked in the “old fashioned” area—retouching photos with photo dyes, and traditional art supplies. (Very little airbrush, though.) The photo lab folded suddenly. And I mean suddenly. We were always whispering about being laid off (because this company was flakey and we were often laid off). But this one morning, the whispering was a little more intense. I didn’t know what to think of it, but saw the writing on the wall when the maintenence man started changing the locks on all the doors. A building-wide meeting was held a few hours later, and we all got the news. They were going out of business, effective immediately. At least I had the comfort of knowing that I wasn’t being singled out, but really!
I now work for the state, and like you, it’s a low-paying, kinda shitty job. But I feel relative job security. It’s hard for them to find people to take this job. The fact that I never am allowed to use holiday time (am instead paid off for it at the end of the year) tells me this. We are always understaffed.
Oh.