tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146257202011-04-22T05:04:46.087ZSgt Silashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02457394591775651097noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14625720.post-1121784881207608722005-07-19T15:40:00.000Z2005-07-19T14:55:03.206Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5824/1329/1600/titanic.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5824/1329/320/titanic.jpg" alt="should have seen it coming guys" border="0" /></a>This afternoon I have been crunching the old figures for the next year forecast and before I reveal the total let me break it down for you.<br /><br />This year we have made around the $5000 mark, so this works out as roughly $714 a month. Considering that the minimum total outgoing is $1666, this isn't good enough.<br /><br />At the moment the future is looking bleak to say the least, I have us down (if things keep going on this way) to next year make a loss of $9372.... This is really not good. Even if we reject the trainee that we have we still stand to make a loss of $1992, again this isn't good. However if we sack the useless marketing guy, and just have me running the show (which is extremely easy to do) we stand to make a profit of $8004. Now I am faced with a dilemma, do I show these figures to the MD, get everyone else fired and work from home feeling very good about myself or do I shut up and let us continue to loose money. It's kind of like do I yell "Iceberg dead ahead!" or do I go down into the freezing waters of the artic with Rose, only to die holding onto a piece of wood? I think we all know what happened to Jack, and I don't intend to let that happen to me (am I being over dramatic). We need to make money; business is about making money, not hitting icebergs. I'm now going to have to have a private word or a private email, either way; he has to know how much money we are loosing.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14625720-112178488120760872?l=officewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sgt Silashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02457394591775651097noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14625720.post-1121784002346743072005-07-19T14:38:00.000Z2005-07-19T14:40:02.350ZI'm sure that I'm not alone in this situation. Across the world, thousands of office workers are at war with each other. Most these wars, like mine, are secret. Fought through subtle gestures and under the breath mutterings, perhaps even putting foreign objects in the opponents’ morning coffee but all are fuelled by a burning hate of someone or something. Most the time the enemy unaware of the level of hate towards them.<br /><br />This blog is the story of my war, my struggle with the enemy dealing with the politics, the ceasefires and the all out bloody assaults.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14625720-112178400234674307?l=officewar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sgt Silashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02457394591775651097noreply@blogger.com0