
It's amazing what a good nights sleep can do for you, it's also amazing how much you need it after eight hours of working in the office. The company I work for was founded by a woman who was sharp, no nonsense, in control and always on the ball. There were times she made bad decisions, but she made them. she did not go around to the employees for their input, she stood or fell on her own decisions. If they proved to be a bad one, she cut her losses and kept on. The problem is, she did not like interference from anyone, including her kids, so she found jobs for them that allowed her to control them and then she retired and left them in charge. She was forced to retire because of Alzsheimers Disease. The last year that she was in control was pretty scary. You'd tell her something, she'd make a decision then down the road she wouldn't remember that it was her decision and the proverbial stuff would hit the fan. It never affected me, she didn't see anyway that I could have made the decision, but the people in the office were the victims of a lot of paranoid accusations. She realized that she wasn't effective, so she retired on the last day in 2001.
She turned the reins of the business over to her two adult (supposedly) children. Her youngest son who is self indulgent, lazy, and a dreamer is in no way capable of running a business, but he thinks he is. He also owns the controlling stock shares. She wanted a Momma's boy and that's exactly what she got. Her oldest daughter is too jealous of her brother to be effective and for the most part has spent the last 5 years and one month complaining that he doesn't do anything. She's right, he doesn't, but I'd have more respect if she was doing something while lodging these complaints. For the most part the attitude seems to be that if the other won't do it, why should I? So, five years and one month after Momma's retirement, they've finally realized that they weren't going to be able to live high on the hog for too much longer if someone didn't take the reins.
So, he spends his time yesterday complaining to me about how overburdened he is by the business, his Mom, and just life in general. He's a hypochondriac that has no friends, no life and he's 40. She is starting to step up to the plate and do something. Of course, she has to see that it's something worthwhile before she tries it. There are numerous little things that she can't seem to make a decision about, but I will give credit where credit is due...sometimes. She is trying to rebuild what they managed to lose, and she has figured out which of the office staff to listen to. Now, if they can keep her on track and keep her nose to the grindstone, they may manage to save the business. It also helps that the insurance clerk has quit. She was doing much of his work to keep information out of the hands of her and her two children. Her son and his sister have stepped up to the plate and started paying attention to what needs doing, so that instead of supporting her bad decisions, they are now able to tell her when they won't work.
I'm interested to see where this is all going, and as long as I manage to not have to work in the office too much I'll be less tired. Most of my tiredness stems from spending much of my time there trying not to strangle someone. I never realized how exhausting that can be. On the other hand, if I lose it and do it, I'll be spending my life locked up. Three meals a day, better television reception than I'm getting. Not having to worry about finances and bill paying. Sounds like a pretty good deal...Oh wait a minute...no blogging...can't have that.