I trusted my instincts and totally made my immediate supervisor look like an absolute monkey's arse today (trusting that his sense of humor would carry me through what I needed to tell him in front of a few of our truly genius co-workers.) It happened and he laughed, but the ones who got what I had said were almost beside themselves in beginning to understand the subtlety of my attack.
I got him good, at his own game, but he does not quite get it (probably a fail, since I gave him credit for more intelligence than he brought to the "game").
Some of my co-worker geeks do, though!
Kind of let down, actually. I thought that my genuis would make me feel better, but doing that to a monkey is so course. I should have kept quiet, really
I do not know how I feel, to be most honest. My ego has a full stomach, but my mind is starving.
It seems so obvious to me that my sup is closer in intelligence to a chimp than he is to someone like me or three others I can identify with at work. This is NOT a win. Punking the monkey is abusive.
I lose.