It's bonus day. We're all waiting to find out the value that the boss places on our contributions to the company. I keep reminding myself that I make a good salary and anything I get is a
bonus (hence the name, eh). Still. Kinda nerve-wracking.
Last time around I got what I thought was a freakin' amazing bonus, even though I was told that we as a department and as a company had not performed to expectations. This time around, we've had e-mail upon e-mail telling us how great the department is doing and how fabulously the company is performing. If I get less than I got last time, won't that mean I'm not worth...
[pressing temples frantically]
Must stop thinking about it. Must stop thinking about it. Must stop...
Aaargh!
Update:
Aaargh! I should have been off five minutes ago, but he hasn't called me into his office yet. Now he's pissed off because he had to clean the kitchen. I was about to do it, but didn't want to miss his phone call to go see him in his office. Maybe he won't call. Maybe I'm not worthy of a bonus at all! Aaaargh!
He called the Ferengi to his office an hour and a half ago. She came out with the biggest freakin' grin I've ever seen on her. But he still hasn't called me!!!!!!
Aaaargh!
Update to the update:
Wee haw! I'm going to get me a brand new... um... I don't know... But I'm going to buy stuff. Maybe lots of it.
At a certain McDonald's in Chicago, the managers have to keep waste low, drive-through times low, mystery guest customer service ratings high, and finally make sales goals to recieve a whopping $100 bonus each month. Is saw it on their bulletin board last night.