Dunno. I’ve got it on Blu-ray… that’s… 4k…? I’m not sure.
Dunno. I’ve got it on Blu-ray… that’s… 4k…? I’m not sure.
“Alien” (1979) still gets me every time I watch it. The slow build, the pops of horror, the delectable suspense of the Big Chap hunting. I know every scare, every moment of terror, every death by heart… but it still gets my circulatory system going. All other home invasion/haunted house movies can go home, Alien nailed it.
This… JMG is the best. Him and Isaac Arthur…
Micromanagement and the need to take credit for work other people do. Of all the incompetent bosses I’ve had over the years, micromanagers are the worst and all of the micromanagers for whom I’ve worked have been men.
It’s like, dude, you hired me because I know more about doing this task than other people (including you). Stop hovering over me, when I need your input I’ll come get you. Just let me fucking cook. I know what I’m talking about and what I’m going… you employ me specifically because I know what I’m talking about and what I’m doing.
I guess their thought process goes: if I’m not hovering over this person at all times, the company might figure out I don’t know 100% of 100% of everything my employees do day to day… even though that’s insane. What company would require a manager to know absolutely everything about how their employees do their jobs; a manager obviously shouldn’t be completely in the dark about operations but also it’s crazy to think they’d want them to be an expert on everything.
Worse case scenario… you get a horse.