Thank you Mr Marine

Have you occasionally wondered what a manager really means? According to F. John Red who is one of the many MANY authors of management and human resources books and bibles (please excuse the plagarism),

"A Manager is the person responsible for planning and directing the work of a group of individuals, monitoring their work, and taking corrective action when necessary.
Managers may direct workers directly or they may direct several supervisors (maybe through a team leader?) who direct the workers. The manager must be familiar with the work of all the groups he/she supervises, but does not need to be the best in any or all of the areas. It is more important for the manager to know how to manage the workers than to know how to do their work well."

Check out the following statement, which may be applicable to some of us.

"The Manager of Design Engineering supervises engineers and support staff engaged in design of a product or service."

I suppose it's reasonable to assume that everyone of us finish studying somehow and somehow or rather, landed ourselves into our very first job. It can potentially be an interesting topic --> "My First Few Years". So how have you managed to squirm or ular or fleet past those baby years?

I remember my first year as a design engineer, under direct supervision from a senior design engineer (Mr Mouse) and occasional supervision from a design manager (Mr MIA). Thank god for Mr Technical Director, who is there to answer my queries, however stupid they may seem at times. Hence, even though I was groping in the dark, I could still feel the breeze brushing across my cheeks, that is to say, I guess I was heading in the 'right direction'.

That was the past.

No breeze for some time now. Either I am in a confined area, or this is a tragically long tunnel, randomly dotted with occasionally spotlights (hope!) that turns out to be mirages.

Until yesterday.
Emails filled with lengthy details, geotechnical investigation data and reports. Aim (at least there is one): Check for aquifier.

Help.

Armed with a pencil in my skirt pocket, I blinked, shot out my antenna for SOS, and went in search to the other end for a 'guru' in that aspect.

Thank you Mr Marine. For your time. As that was the first time in a long while I felt... guided.

Momentary, very short lived but thank you nevertheless.