I'm not the swearing type, generally, but I am coming pretty close when the topic of Beloved's employer comes up these days. Beloved has invested time, dreams, skills for YEARS for this company. He put in unpaid hours during the layoff period. He has been paid barely two-thirds his market value and was promised that that would change when he returned in January.
Well, surprise...it hasn't.
The skinny is that company rebuild is not going to happen. There's 5-10 months on what came in from a partial sale, but Beloved is looking at no pay hike and an uncertain future.
B-fucking-S!
I'm hurt and angry by the way these jet-setters have treated him. It's one thing to toss a couple of million here and there to see what happens, and oh well if it don't pan out. It's another thing entirely to destroy dreams and crush souls, to string families along with promises, to treat everyone as if they too can just float on air.
I'm angry with the CEO, who just today tried to guilt-trip Beloved, saying that if he were to leave that the company might as well pack up their bags. Yeah, I bet the company would be crippled without Beloved's sacrifices because finding someone else who will put up and put in as much as Beloved won't happen.
Not to mention the fact that Beloved is the ONLY person left who has been able to deliver on pilot programs that actually work in the field.
Sure, there are impressive folks with big brains and mega credentials, but what good is that when they can't work together, can't fulfill deadlines, and are so difficult to work with buyers withdraw contracts and bids.
I sympathize with Mrs. Cratchit...'I wish I had him here. I'd give him a piece of my mind to feast upon, and I hope he'd have a good appetite for it.'
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