She called me to her office and she said, “You’ve got to start thinking of yourself as management now. As a supervisor. Putting yourself into that head space, Harry. Acting like it.”
I found it sounded awful as she was saying it and sounded awful later in the day, too, when she wasn’t saying it but I was thinking back on it, and even now, even later, at home, just typing it. Like maybe somewhere, without my realizing it, there exists some great unwritten list of things I’ve wanted to avoid always, just floating in space, in the abstract, the list I mean, and “thinking of myself as management” is way up there on it. Maybe second on it. Maybe third.
But I took her advice anyhow and I practiced when I got home by ordering Astro off the kitchen counter in my most amazing and stentorian and authoritative voice. Based on his reaction or his lack thereof, it might be that I am just not supervisor material.