i have a chronic case of childhood onset, rose tinted myopia. in my nascent career as a middle manager with staff to supervise, i have maintained the elementary school belief that if we all just work hard and get along, there will be enough time left over for pranks and fart jokes. 6 months in, and i just had the working stiff's equivalent of laser eye surgery, manifested in the 'internal recruitment process'.
the employer's version of the grade school report card defines "S" as; treading water for multiple sets of 365 days. it appears that in this disgruntled, 'take it (all) to judge judy' era, minimum effort from the worker equals maximum "loyalty" from the agency.
the writing is on the wall (and it's the same size as the top letter on that bloody eye exam); tenure has taken away (my) right to choose.