Meet the boss

As part of a bloggural exchange, I am forced delighted to introduce fellow pod pilot and master of science, Kename Fin, author of Our EVE. But I can't possibly do justice to the many responsibilities Fin assumes in keeping under control the industrialists, wannabe-PvPers, and occasional fools found in our corporation. So, in her own words, please meet the boss.

Pleased to meet you. It's my job to rain on your parade. It's who I am, it's what I do. I go by a lot of names. Most of them I never actually hear and people tend to avoid them in pleasant conversation. You may have heard some of them or used some of them, but for the sake of younger readers that may get lost and end up here looking for sewing tips, we'll just use the less offensive term, "Director".

I'm the one that says, "I'm sorry, I don't think the corp needs that." I get to say, "That's not the way we operate and you can't do that here," "No, you can't have access to the Tech Two BPO's," and my personal favorite, "What the Hell Were You [NOT] Thinking you little ass-munching, tower targetting, lilly livered, fail fitting, annoying little twit!" [Come to think of it, maybe I earn some of the names...]

I get to veto your decisions, take credit for your successes and poo-poo on your poor performance. I get to laugh when the ferrets run wild in your hangar, chewing on the tritanium hulled tristans they find lying around. On the whole, I get to make your life miserable all the while spending your tax isks on cool new toys. Why just last month I must have bought 450 million just in isotopes, robotics and cool mechanical parts.

The worst part is taking care of all your whingy, nose running, "Mommy can I have a..." issues. Piddly little things like getting paid for the last mining or wormhole op. Picking up the droppings all over high-sec in corp. courier contracts to refine and sell for the ungreatful masses. Training for command ships and logistics, so your precious glass cannons actually survive the alpha strike.

I'm your director, ceo, corp. stooge stand-in. I'm the tool that always answers no first, just to see if you really mean it. I'm the negative, pessimistic, nay-sayer who goes to bat for you when things seem their worst. I believe that no one in this galaxy is more important than the guys and gals that fly with me because they chose the best of all possible corporations, the one I'm in. When you don't have anywhere to go, I'll think of a couple more places to try. Hell says hello.

So, call me what you will, your name is irrelevant and fleeting. I don't care what you think, as long as you agree with me. And good grief, HTFU. [Wondered when I would get to post that.]

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Tags: eve online, kename fin, mmorpg