Seat Of My Pants

Things seem to be going well with the new job stuff, but it does rather feel like I’m making everything up as I go along. Thankfully I seem to be doing that without anyone realising I’m doing it, so it’s so far, so good. I thought Head Office, or at least my Area Manager, might have been checking up on me all the time but they seem content to let me get on with it without peering over my shoulder all the time. If anything, they’ve gone a bit too far the other way for my liking – I almost feel like I have no support or safety net. I’ve managed to get to each of the three new locations under my control and no-one has greeted me with contempt or treated me with hatred. There’s quite a bit of egg-shell walking going on but I’m confident that will settle down. I hate the phrase ‘feeling each other out’ – it’s always brought horrible images to my mind due to its obvious sexual connotations – but it does strike me as a good description of what’s happened this week. My new employees and I are getting used to each other, seeing what we can do and say and what we can’t, and trying things on to see how they fit. I know most of that last sentence doesn’t make sense, but it’s been that kind of a week for me….

RC 6-9-18