Pulling your weight

There's been some change at work recently, and a number of us got promoted to what is essentially a middle manager level. Meaning that we get slightly larger salaries, the opportunity to participate in larger decisions that affect the group and well, manage. This is all well and good except for one person who we'll call "Menowanna." As in Menowanna manage anyone, and Menowanna leave my comfort zone. Oh yeah, and Menowanna get anyone else to help with my projects.

So how does Menowanna spend quality time at work? Well among other things, apparently spending days making what I assume must be gold-encrusted and bejeweled screenshots. Oh, and making copies of ancient applications, because that's easier than doing it right.

What kills me is that everyone else seems to just let this happen. There are days when I feel like everyone else is saying "Menowanna offend Menowanna." Like it's okay to have one person handling a major client alone. And it's okay to just let that person slide on the duties that everyone else in the office is taking on. Not fucking cool, man.

Things I would like to say

Client: I don't want to bother Billy Bob with this. This should be easy enough for you to handle, yes?

Me: Yes. As long as Billy Bob doesn't up 'n die on me so that I have someone to turn to when I can't decipher his crusty old code. Hey Billy Bob-- ever hear of using a vowel in your variable names? This isn't Fortran, old man.

This is a fucking test

Take that!