Optimism is a terrible thing in my profession. Hey, I understand the power of positive thinking and all that shit, but it really has no place in effective resource management. Unfortunately, my boss seems to think that if he wants something badly enough and simply believes, it will happen. This is why he’s always late for meetings – he thinks he can get from Cape Town to Durbanville in ten minutes on faith alone.
He also assumes that the word “urgent” magically speeds up tasks that are typically laborious and time-consuming. Fortunately, it isn’t my arse on the line here, so I can happily skive off until his head explodes. At least that’s some small compensation for having to rewrite some other bastard’s cock-up of a report.