the diary of black mumba

after a month of being an excellent employee by not giving in to the temptation of being late or absent, i am now officially under performance improvement for two months. it doesn't matter that my stats have sky-rocketed (okay, i'm exaggerating!), i have been placed in a juvenile rehabilitation program because i have to absent myself just one last time for being sick. and that deprives me of applying for promotion for the next 60 days. if my calculations are correct, that means missing the chance of being included in two batches of team lead trainees or probably being a trainer, or a QE or whatever other position that does not require me to take in calls.

if i were in my team leader's shoes, it's actually a fair deal. i know, i know! i screwed up during my first few months. what i can't get over with right now though is the fact that some of the people who are in a rank higher than me do not deserve to be there. i am the dominatrix, i should be there, daggumit! but in the interest of fairness, i also understand that everything happens for the reason. it is not yet my time and the best fruit is not quite ripe for the picking.

so being a graduate of the kill bill school of war, i have just formulated a gameplan. i just have to face it with patience, achieve more focus, know my enemies, and then unleash fury with one smooth strike. everyone, watch out for the showdown.