Firstly, it doesn't make one feel particularly secure when the CEO and CFO announce their resignations within eight days of each other. Secondly, Queen Zeal is bringing in someone that will probably be up Rick's (my supervisor) ass every other day, meaning Rick will be up my ass every day about procedures and politics and other such shit. In other words, the party's over. I fear that out tight unit at the back of this floor is about to be disrupted in a major way. I don't fear that I will lose my job, although September is turning out to be my worst month since starting here. Fun.

Also, the executive assistant is leaving as well, and she was very well-liked by everyone in the organization. Queen Zeal had no need for her, so she's out, which isn't as tragic as it sounds. She was leaving soon enough anyway, because she is a full-time student and will be a cop someday. She has what it takes to be a highly-paid executive assistant on Bay Street. But she's history now. I don't know what to make of all this change. It's unsettling.

I suppose the thing that sucks the most is that everything depends a little too much on other people. Once again, Steve will be pressured to fill in gaps. He will be leaned on. And even if we deliver, the environment may become too difficult to deal with. No more breaks when I want. No more taking lunch when I want. No more doing what I want. All so that we look like a well-oiled machine to prospective buyers. People that will buy the company and can the staff. And no, I don't have any shares.

Perhaps it's time for a tiny revolution. But I wouldn't know where to begin with any of that.