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Hey y'all!
This is my first ever post, but I need advice and I don't want to ask any of my straight girlfriends. I'm a gay top, mixed race living in Detroit, MI, aged 43, but look at least ten years younger...Women always want to have my baby, but I cannot seem to meet a man. I used to be more of an androgynous pretty-boy type when I was younger, but now I'm a little more butch; I wouldn't say "straight-acting", but I can pass. I'm friends with a lot of construction worker/ body-builder types with whom I'm totally out. In fact all of my friends at this point are straight.
Recently, I have assumed additional responsibilities at my day job. I'm not going to say that I received a promotion, because I'm not getting paid any more money, but I've assumed some additional administrative duties, and it's all good (for now). This involves hiring some assistants and supervising their work, etc.
I had to hire two people and I only did four interviews (out of a lot of applicants), because (I think) the job market is really tight here in Detroit and I found some really (overqualified) applicants off the bat. I should clarify that most of the job description is just like clerical bullshit that the average high-school student ought to be able to do, but that there is the opportunity for the least senior member of our staff to participate in the highest levels of decision making and policy. I have a really cool job; actually I do AIDS research.
So, I hired two assistants, a man and a woman, who are both around thirty and possess mad clerical skills. I really hit it off with the one guy from the beginning because he is so gung-ho and is actually organized, attentive to details and can follow instructions. My position is weird, because I have three different bosses to answer to, and there are new priorities every day. I should probably write down instructions for some of these new assignments, but I am also working a full-time job at night, and the specific tasks and priorities at the day job seem to change every day.
I'm the kind of supervisor that that will crowd over your shoulder to keep pressing that button to show you what exactly I am trying to get done, but I'm not trying to cause a scene (necessarily) or invade your personal space; and I always trying to be freshly showered and smelling good when I do so (although I may have had a salad with bleu cheese and garlic dressing for lunch--but I'm working on that, yuck!)
So yesterday, I have all these documents spread out in my lap and on my desk, trying to explain this new job to Homeboy. Of course, no matter how much I plan ahead, there seems to be some glaring inconsistency. So Homeboy reaches over and in fact pushes down on the suspect data, which is in my lap, on the tip of my dick, and says, "But, yeah, what about this?"
So I, being kind of shy, move the data over a couple of inches and suggest that we see if he can access my spreadsheet in the data room, which we do so and then he says something like "Look how small it is. I'm going to have to make it bigger than that."
Here's my question: Can I let my employee blow me a little bit, or should I cool my jets?
This is my first ever post, but I need advice and I don't want to ask any of my straight girlfriends. I'm a gay top, mixed race living in Detroit, MI, aged 43, but look at least ten years younger...Women always want to have my baby, but I cannot seem to meet a man. I used to be more of an androgynous pretty-boy type when I was younger, but now I'm a little more butch; I wouldn't say "straight-acting", but I can pass. I'm friends with a lot of construction worker/ body-builder types with whom I'm totally out. In fact all of my friends at this point are straight.
Recently, I have assumed additional responsibilities at my day job. I'm not going to say that I received a promotion, because I'm not getting paid any more money, but I've assumed some additional administrative duties, and it's all good (for now). This involves hiring some assistants and supervising their work, etc.
I had to hire two people and I only did four interviews (out of a lot of applicants), because (I think) the job market is really tight here in Detroit and I found some really (overqualified) applicants off the bat. I should clarify that most of the job description is just like clerical bullshit that the average high-school student ought to be able to do, but that there is the opportunity for the least senior member of our staff to participate in the highest levels of decision making and policy. I have a really cool job; actually I do AIDS research.
So, I hired two assistants, a man and a woman, who are both around thirty and possess mad clerical skills. I really hit it off with the one guy from the beginning because he is so gung-ho and is actually organized, attentive to details and can follow instructions. My position is weird, because I have three different bosses to answer to, and there are new priorities every day. I should probably write down instructions for some of these new assignments, but I am also working a full-time job at night, and the specific tasks and priorities at the day job seem to change every day.
I'm the kind of supervisor that that will crowd over your shoulder to keep pressing that button to show you what exactly I am trying to get done, but I'm not trying to cause a scene (necessarily) or invade your personal space; and I always trying to be freshly showered and smelling good when I do so (although I may have had a salad with bleu cheese and garlic dressing for lunch--but I'm working on that, yuck!)
So yesterday, I have all these documents spread out in my lap and on my desk, trying to explain this new job to Homeboy. Of course, no matter how much I plan ahead, there seems to be some glaring inconsistency. So Homeboy reaches over and in fact pushes down on the suspect data, which is in my lap, on the tip of my dick, and says, "But, yeah, what about this?"
So I, being kind of shy, move the data over a couple of inches and suggest that we see if he can access my spreadsheet in the data room, which we do so and then he says something like "Look how small it is. I'm going to have to make it bigger than that."
Here's my question: Can I let my employee blow me a little bit, or should I cool my jets?


















