After our meeting, I went
over to the Rational Tools team area to complain and pout about not being able
to take the classes that I wanted. Rich,
the Rational Tools Manager suggested that I put my application in with his
staff, because his boss never reads anything that he signs and my training
request should slip right through with the rest of his staff’s. Now, my only issue was deciding what classes
I was going to take. I still had to be
careful because although the classes were onsite, some of the courses lasted a
week and I could still risk getting caught by being away from my desk for a
long time. I selected some Rational Tool
Introduction and some Performance
Testing courses.
Well, Rich was right, his
boss did approve my training request and now I just had to be two places at
once. So, for the week that I was in
training, I came into work early and I completed most of my tasks, and then at
9 am, I would wander down to the classrooms on the first floor. I would go back to my desk during lunch and
break to respond to any voice mails and answer emails. Afterwards I would sneak back to class. This almost worked because almost everyone in
our class knew how I got there, and they weren't saying anything. Also, Keith didn't really need me for
anything that week until Friday.
Friday afternoon, Keith was
looking for me and he asked one of the staff members had they seen me. They replied, “Sure, Cara is in class with the
rest of the Rational Tools Team.” He
responded “She is???” And they replied “Yea,
she has been there all week, today is her last day.” I am sure that the conversation probably
included going to the Admin Assistants to determine how I got permission to take these classes since he had
not approved it. This is probably when
his face turned red; at least it was red
by the time I got pulled out of class
and sent to his
office.
During our
impromptu meeting, Keith asked me, if I remembered that he said that I could not
take any of these classes. As I started to form
the word “no” out of my mouth, he reminded me about how good my memory was
and that I had never forgotten anything that he had told me. (I used to really hate when my bosses had
figured out how well I remembered things. I mean, I really, really hated that.)
Well, the good news was that I didn't get fired. It was also good news
that Keith did not stay mad at me. But,
that was because he decided to punish me. He gave me a new assignment where I had to
start using some of my newly acquired skills.
And that new assignment created more new stories...
#oopsbusted
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