I work for Michael Scott

Last Friday, my boss compared our work, giving out grants to other non-profit organizations so that they can buy books to give to underprivileged children and motivate literacy, to working at McDonald's. In today's meeting, she called us "line workers." And inferred that we were "babies" needing to be coddled because we asked for standardized and clarified policies. She constantly refers to herself as "your boss's boss's boss," a title of preposterous proportions in a department of less than 30 people. Her Dwight Schrute counterpart, the defensive and utterly unintelligent director of the department, has been promoted out of loyalty and lack of brains to question bad decisions. Clearly it's time to move on...as I've known for months.