#92 No More Appraisals

I remember the dread as the date for my appraisal loomed large.  When I worked for a large US Computer manufacturer my quarterly bonus was linked to how well I got ‘graded’ in my appraisal.

I would lie awake at night worrying about it and waken up nervous in a panic.

When the day arrived I would wait in my cubicle sweating – looking at my team members go in ahead of me.  It was like first confession all over again.

I heard feed back on my sales performance against target, see how many calls I had made, how made customer care issues were originated by me.  I sat there apprehensive and armed with potential excuses, that luckily I did not need.

I got a more than average appraisal which I think related to a doubling of my pay cheque.

Now I have feedback that Charlie no longer like cucumber slices in his  lunch bag, that I forgot to pack his swimming goggles and that I was late picking up Aoife one time before Christmas.

I don’t get the positive feedback that I was used to and the monetary kick-back that went with it – but neither do I get the anxiety, the stress and the sleepless nights.

So let’s here it for zero appraisals!!!

About joanniemitchell

An enforced lady of leisure. A Lady who cant afford to lunch! I was in Corporate Sales for Global Entertainment Company until 17th January when I had the phone call - 'Meet me in the office with HR'. Now am pursuing my Masters in Professional Writing and looking on the upside after Redundancy.
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