teahouseblossom
Monday, September 27, 2004

      ( 8:32 AM ) teahouse
 
Crazy Workaholic Senior Associate

I was stuck on a project with Crazy Workaholic Senior Associate all last week.

He's the guy who's a 9th-year associate about 6 months from partnership, so he's pushing himself hard in his single-mindedness to make it.

He's already cleaned out his small associate office, in anticipation of receiving partnership and getting moved to a fancy new partner office.

He doesn't spend time with his wife and kids because it's not billable. He makes his secretary send them birthday cards so it won't take away from his billable hours. He justifies it by saying that he's working hard to provide for them and keep them in private school.

When you try to leave work at 7:00 one night to have dinner with your family who's in town visiting, he lectures you on the importance of being there for the client. "It's what they pay us for, to be available when they need us."

When he's unhappy with you, he starts off sentences like, "Well, I'm not a partner yet, so maybe you don't take my assignments seriously, but..." Implying that when he is a partner, and you dare to put his assigment on the back burner, he will squash you like a little bug.

The other night I was determined to make it to my orchestra rehearsal. So I sneaked out the back way to avoid the Crazy Workaholic Senior Associate.

At the elevator bank, I stopped dead in my tracks. He was waiting for the elevator. Fortunately, he was facing the other way.

I ducked into the closest hiding spot - the trash and recyclables closet. I counted to 50, then emerged and sprinted toward the now-empty elevators. I made it.

Not as bad as that time last year I had to hide under my desk to avoid someone. But the experience ranks pretty high up there.
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