Where’s The Skipper?

I remember watching Gilligan’s Island after school. It was a goofy show but entertaining as Gilligan was always thwarting every effort for rescue through some occurrence that was no fault of his. He shared a hut with Skipper who was forever swatting Gilligan with his hat. It was kind of a Laurel and Hardy relationship. The balance of the cast was a bizarre mix with some very unlikely discount cruise takers. I can’t imagine Mr. and Mrs. Howell on the USS Minnow, not with all of the luggage, money and jewels in tow. Ginger must have been on a big rebound to be on such a low budget trip. The professor must have thought it was a scientific expedition. The only realistic passenger was Mary Ann. I know the high-jinx would have been much tamer with just the three of them, although John Ritter made a good show with Chrissy and Janet. Sorry, I am way off track.

I really wanted to segue into a boat without a skipper kind of scenario. My boss just announced that he is leaving the company. It is a sad occasion for me because he was the person that hired me and has been a great person to work for over the last four years. His management style was to let you do your job and as long as you took care of business, he left you alone. If he needed something, drop what you’re doing and get it done. Keep him off the radar. Being number one is not something he wants. Be third or fourth out of ten and he’s happy. It was good to know that you were appreciated. That is what I will miss.

Now I have an uncertain future. I do not do well with new bosses. The last two I had were arrogant and partial to their favorites. I am not a great butt kisser and unlike most of the male population, do not enjoy the constant chats about sports, coaches, upcoming games, series, fantasy leagues, ….. I could go on all day about how much I don’t care about the wide world of sports. This was a big part of the chatter between my boss and the rest of the folks that work here. I made my smart ass remarks, commented when appropriate and kept my mouth shut the rest of the time. As the saying goes, why speak and remove all doubt. So I once again march into the unknown of who is driving the boat and wonder who will be at the helm by the New Year. I know it won’t be me. I like my free time and although the pay increase would be substantial, money ain’t everything. In this case, it ain’t nothing.

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Cobb