My father always told me that it is easier to beg forgiveness than ask
permission.
I had mentioned a couple of weeks ago that a young woman asked me to
join her and her friends in New Orleans for Mardi Gras. Unfortunately,
being an accountant, such a trip would be an issue as it takes place
in the middle of tax season. Because of its timing, I needed to
request permission for time off from my superiors.
They said no.
Actually, it is more than a matter of them saying no: they went out of
their way to have a reason to say no.
I was "scheduled" for an audit during the week I would be off. I was
aware of this. I was also aware of the fact that I had been cut from
that audit because the firm is currently reengineering its workloads
to be more efficient, and the audit manager felt I would not be needed
for that audit this year as two people should eb sufficient.
Well my superiors went to that manager and got her to reassign me to
the audit (replacing the person who had been kept on.) All for my
benefit, they claim.
Lucky me.
All I know is that the new girl was scheduled for four audits last
week, and she was a little stressed, whereas I was stuck with my thumb
in my rear with nothing to do. Seems silly to suddenly treat me as
though I'm indispensible.
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