There are some people who call themselves my friends who are waiting for me to fall from grace and abandon my vocation to become a full time domestic executive. To reassure them and myself that I am still on track this is a weekly countdown towards that marvellous day. The first week in a proper job here in NZ has been exhausting but reassuring since I just don’t have what it takes to make the long term investment in an organisation in the way I used to.
It’s a liberating feeling when you can observe organisational behaviour in the knowledge that this little twerp across the table talking rubbish is not someone that I need to build a long term relationship with to negotiate a favourable position for my team. I have found myself thinking, not putting up with this garbage if I’m to achieve the goals that I’ve been set. Don’t panic though, I’m the soul of discretion and politeness and just biding my time to determine the point at which I will swoop in with my intervention and knock the twerp off his perch.
My immediate colleagues are a real delight although my strategy of not keeping tissues on my desk continues to be the best line to take. It seems that I can still have the effect of making someone cry – but I was particularly pleased with this week’s performance when I hadn’t even opened my mouth before the floodgates opened. Tired and emotional me thinks – and a perfect candidate for coaching :o)
Only one member of the team being put through performance management and early reports suggest that intensive intervention required to help them realise their potential or find a new job. Ah, me thinks another candidate for coaching :o)
Can you see a theme developing? This week I passed my coaching assessment which is another good bit of news.
At the end of this first week my impressions are positive (apart from the annoying twerp) which leaves only another 51 to tackle. Less 5 weeks of holidays so it’s not going to be that bad!