No, this post isn't about Fifty Shades of Grey, though I am
fifty shades of pissed off right now.
The ties to which I'm referring are strips of sticky crimson and are
often associated with the government. It
appears that the head of the personnel office has decided that he is confused
about whether the transfer of an existing employee from one site to another
violates a hiring freeze. In covering
his backside, he put a halt to ALL paperwork coming through his office. It does not, and this was one of the first
issues addressed when Husband Fixture began this process. But now we have to wait for someone with
enough clout to tell this mewling clay-brained clotpole that it's okay to process
transfers, which could take who-knows-how-long.
The good news is, there's always a bigger fish in the
sea. Eventually, some tuna is bound to
get riled up when he figures out that the transfer he's waiting on isn't
happening, and throw his weight around until things in the personnel office get
moving again. And I suppose it's also
good news that we did get outbid on the house we wanted, lest we be stuck under
contract with no sale of our current house in sight. And because we don't have our house under
contract, we are under no pressure to wait a little longer for the personnel
snafu to get straightened out. As much
as I'd like the kids to be moved before the start of the fourth quarter, it
wouldn't be the end of the world if that didn't happen. Goodness knows, Gingersnap would love to
finish out the year with her friends. The
Prince of Distraction is another story.
He's at the point of wanting to move with us, but that's a tale for
another time.
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