Promotion Update
Mar. 12th, 2007 07:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kybearfuzzAfter getting home from the gym on Saturday, I got the mail from the mailbox and went inside to get ready for the CMC concert (which was great by the way, both ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cincycub and _decibel_ look so good in tuxedos). I had a letter from my office's human resource division.
I opened up the letter which had my name and address on the envelope and on the header, and the letter announced that I was selected for the specialist position in my office. I was excited, but then on closer inspection I saw the opening greeting which deflated my enthusiasm...
"Dear Mr. Vitillo...."
Ummm... huh? I wondered for a moment whether my office's HR department had grown so cruel and bitter as to send a congratulatory letter not only to the person who got the position, but also to everyone else on the selection list to rub their noses in it. I can envision some airhead bigwig thinking this would be a great idea, grinning like a idiot with a vacant look in her eyes, twirling her hair with a single finger, while jamming to Britney Spears on her iPod, both earphones shoved ceremoniously up her nose. That image makes me smile for some reason. Ascincycub is fond of saying, "Bygones..."
In reality, I assume that this is a form letter and the secretary changed all the necessary information but the greeting as all other data points to my position and my office. Still, I called my boss on Saturday to let him know the news and I swear I could hear him roll his eyes over the phone. He congratulated me and told me there was no Mr. Vitillo on the selection list and that my office would request a corrected letter be sent to me.
So what does this mean? Well, more money for one and likely more travel for another. I guess I'll deal with it as it comes. I was chatting on the phone yesterday to my Brazillian buddy Gil in Florida who has traveled the world and he has almost sold me on a trip to India for work. Again, we'll see. Sadly, I had already ordered new business cards without the specialist title. Oh well... My office still doesn't know as the director has to make the official announcement. I think I'll bring bagels in to work tomorrow.
cincycub and _decibel_ look so good in tuxedos). I had a letter from my office's human resource division.I opened up the letter which had my name and address on the envelope and on the header, and the letter announced that I was selected for the specialist position in my office. I was excited, but then on closer inspection I saw the opening greeting which deflated my enthusiasm...
"Dear Mr. Vitillo...."
Ummm... huh? I wondered for a moment whether my office's HR department had grown so cruel and bitter as to send a congratulatory letter not only to the person who got the position, but also to everyone else on the selection list to rub their noses in it. I can envision some airhead bigwig thinking this would be a great idea, grinning like a idiot with a vacant look in her eyes, twirling her hair with a single finger, while jamming to Britney Spears on her iPod, both earphones shoved ceremoniously up her nose. That image makes me smile for some reason. As
cincycub is fond of saying, "Bygones..."In reality, I assume that this is a form letter and the secretary changed all the necessary information but the greeting as all other data points to my position and my office. Still, I called my boss on Saturday to let him know the news and I swear I could hear him roll his eyes over the phone. He congratulated me and told me there was no Mr. Vitillo on the selection list and that my office would request a corrected letter be sent to me.
So what does this mean? Well, more money for one and likely more travel for another. I guess I'll deal with it as it comes. I was chatting on the phone yesterday to my Brazillian buddy Gil in Florida who has traveled the world and he has almost sold me on a trip to India for work. Again, we'll see. Sadly, I had already ordered new business cards without the specialist title. Oh well... My office still doesn't know as the director has to make the official announcement. I think I'll bring bagels in to work tomorrow.
