Dick picked Queen Zeal as his de facto successor a couple of months ago, although he never said so. For months I have been plotting his imaginary demise, but this turn of events may actually be to our (my) detriment. While Dick was an asshole, he was an asshole that was generally out of my hair. I had to do the gladhanding bit sometimes, but generally speaking it was relatively peaceful.

When I walked in today, the mood was palpably different on the sales floor. It was more sombre, a little subdued. I attributed this initially to all of us just coming off a long weekend. Then the senior sales guy got out of a meeting with Queen Zeal and looked as though he had just eaten a plate full of do-what-I-say-exactly-the-way-I-want-it-right-fucking now." It seems as though Queen Zeal (oh, and 25 points to anyone who knows who that is without googling it) is going to be anally probing us, I mean, micromanaging the shit out of us, for the next little while. I don't know how this will play out. Why is this ironic? Because I may regret wishing doom on Dick. At least he understood us, and supported us having our own little separate group in the back doing what we needed to do to close business.

And now the crap. The same day, I checked my email to discover that the huge deal I landed in July cancelled because she doesn't have the time to learn how to use the product (my interpretation). So now i have to make up $22000 in revenue. My quarter, in which I was actually ahead, has been reduced to mediocrity. I might not even get paid commission overall due to this complicated commission system. To top it all off, I have to do other people's work because they are too sick to stay in the office.

But otherwise things are fine.