Virtues of Tyranny

As long as I have you there is just one other thing I'll always need - tremendous self control.

~ Ashleigh Brilliant


I resisted.

It was so damn difficult but I did.

I managed to control my urge to insult or more to the point, to scream at my *underlings.

Yours truly knows she is officially overall in charge, but each project has its own head in charge. So why are all and everyone asking me? Yours truly is only supposed to coordinate, not made all the goddamn decisions. Pardon my language.

Ok. Now that my blistering has been vented (at least I waited till I got home).

Yours truly wonders if she should establish a more tyrannical management style. She is attempting the consensus way, but really, if attempting to reach a consensus only equated wasting time and worse, eventually I still had to make the decisions, then why bother with the discussion in the first place?

Perhaps yours truly should just command and decreed. *archly*

Anyway, the *R2005 is turning out to be more tedious than expected. My *underlings appears fairly competent if not enthusiastic, but yours truly has just discovered that they are not the decision maker type. There is one that yours truly thought should be fine but who is turning out to be an enthu airhead. All ideas and no practicality. *grimace*

Why me? *laconically*

Yours truly has made no secrets of my desire for authority and responsibility, but even I draws the line at outright tyranny. But I must admit, I was tempted today. Almost felt like trampling over people today.

To fair, probably it was because yours truly had tons of work to do, so I had a lot on my mind.

But truly, I seem to be making too many and too much of the decisions in *R2005. I wonder if that is wise.

Let’s just hope no one in *R2005 stumbles over my blog or there might be hell to pay.

Or not.

:::

Today’s *starry’s birthday. Evil me has *kindly turned down her invitation to dinner so that she might go out with someone more important. (Note: yours truly means someone more important, not more interesting.) *wink*

Yours truly is considering whether to apologize since my reason for turning down, aka Tax Class is no longer valid. I felt mentally exhausted and physically lazy, so I skipped class and came home and is currently blogging this piece of junk.

But upon serious consideration of 3s (yes, yours truly can accomplish a lot in 3s. Sue me. *archly*), yours truly has decided against it.

In fact, instead of apologizing to *starry, yours truly is demanding gratitude instead. After all, if I didn’t turn *starry down, she would not be spending the night (get your mind out of the gutter, please!) with her *you. So perhaps, dear *starry, you owe me a thank you.

But it’s ok.

Yours truly have magnanimously decided to forgive your grievous oversight in view of today being your *special day.

How possibly nice of me.

And how unnatural.

I think I better go take my medicine.

:::

On a side note, *erratic is once again the victim of rumors and backstabbers.

My advice to *erratic -

Live and let live

Or

Get even.

Preferably, the latter.

Seriously though, detractors of *erratic if you guys are reading this blog, there really are better ways of *destroying someone. If you really felt you need to vent your petty jealousy, please at least do it more intelligently. And more importantly, if you want to backstab someone, at the very least, please do it more professionally? Yours truly dislike backstabbers. But I dislikes amateur backstabbers that are so obvious even more.

Subtly is a virtue

Please.

Go practice.

Or turn good.

Preferably the former, but realistically, are you sure you guys are up to it?

I think not.

:::

Backstabbing and rumor spreading is an art.

Artisans never get found out.