Head Honcho

August 19, 2022

Written by: Jay Looch

It's that time of the week. The countdown is on for that weekly wrap up meeting. Brush off your Thursday happy hour hangover and bust your ass for the next 8 hours. A lot of companies rock with Summer Fridays. As the summer dwindles away, take advantage of the extra few hours. Play a few holes, hit an early bar, or float in the pool. This is your day pal, you earned it.

 

Today we focus on some visitors of the office. The higher-ups that are in town. The head honchos that fly in to meet up with your boss and “meet” the team…Like they really are going to remember your name. You might’ve even met them a few times, but every time is an introduction. You know everything about this person, but all they know about you is that you are there to put more money in his or her pocket.

 

Management in town calls for you being on your best behavior in the office. Heads down working the whole time. Scared to take out your phone, scared to laugh with coworkers, scared to be a human. You know your boss has a smile on ear-to-ear and is the nicest person on the face of the earth when the head honchos are in town. Casual office attire is not an option in times like these. Get the jacket out and the heels on honey, it's time to show these people who drive the company. Laugh at their shitty jokes like they are Kevin Hart and get ready to create some BS convos. “Oh you're from Chicago? How about them Cubs.” That type of shit.

 

The CEO’s and all those heavy hitters once started out in our shoes. Someone else’s bitch…But it’s the beasts that come out on top. It’s the ones who are not content with being told what to do that separate the big dogs from the puppies. Shake the hands of the higher ups firmly, stand tall, and throw on a fake smile. Let them know who the f*** you are. Let them know that you’re coming for their job and not to get too comfortable. At the end of the day, this is your world, and everyone is just living in it.

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