I work for a certified nincompoop, so brilliant he cannot tie his own shoes. He also has the social skills of a orangutan, and the memory of a gnat. He continuously injects his opinion into every facet of the operation, and changes his mind hourly. He's just hell to work for.
Today he called a meeting and forgot what it was for.
Since he'd gathered all of us anyway, he proceeded to de-construct a project, and then dictate an alternative solution.
In anticipation of the changes imposed, I issued instructions for the alterations, so that when he concluded his way was best, it would be short work to finish.
An hour later, a complete reversal.
He threw a fit, questioned the very change he'd insisted upon making, and asked where that had come from.
Fifteen minutes later, he changed his mind again.
I've learned not to react the first time he reacts.
There's some justification for putting off today what he may change his mind about twice tomorrow.
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