From the office of the Pseudovisor
Someone thanked me today for giving him a forum where "I can just bitch. I feel so much better. I know you probably feel like shit, but I feel better. So, thank you." I think his tongue was firmly in his cheek. He knew I didn't feel like shit, for example. This was somewhat later in a meeting where I'd felt obliged to remind someone that I was not acting manager of the team.
And I'm not. I'm a single point of contact from the director maybe, but I'm not "managing". Very fiddly point, really. You might say I'm pseudovising.
And that kinda feels like my day. I swear I did other work. But mostly pseudovising and a little tiny bit of fixing a mistake I made 2 years ago that has only just come to light. (It's about firewall rules, but I don't think I should get into that.)
Tonight's activities: whisky tasting
And I'm not. I'm a single point of contact from the director maybe, but I'm not "managing". Very fiddly point, really. You might say I'm pseudovising.
And that kinda feels like my day. I swear I did other work. But mostly pseudovising and a little tiny bit of fixing a mistake I made 2 years ago that has only just come to light. (It's about firewall rules, but I don't think I should get into that.)
Tonight's activities: whisky tasting