Sisters and Brothers,
This may have been a short week, but it didn’t
feel like one. On Monday I flew back to DC,
from cloudy, rainy, chilly Ft. Lauderdale,
just as pale as when I left. I mastered the
multifamily Christmas blow by and got back
to my temporary quarters just in time to
pack everything up for moving day. Tuesday
was moving day, where my movers were two
hours late, broke stuff and tried, unsuccessfully
to rip me off. I kept thinking how much happier
I would be if I could go into the office.
But alas, at least I am not sleeping in a
rented bed anymore.
Now for the real update: The week started
on Wednesday, since John had convinced me
that I was being a scrooge for not closing
the office Tuesday, which would make our
employees have to travel on Christmas day.
Bah humbug! Wednesday seemed like there were
a million things to do. John and I had blocked
the three days this week to do some interrupted
planning for the next year and set our priorities.
There are so many things to do. Retired membership
categories, working the myriad of issues
related to the structure of the organization
fully incorporate our new bargaining units.
I sent out a request for information on the
“one local” effort that is going on in the
regional offices and how it is working out.
I have gotten mostly positive comments back.
Courtney is working on a series of articles
for the new letter to provide everyone with
information about the new bargaining units,
who they are and how everyone fits into the
organization. Now that the units are organized,
we need to ensure we put the best possible
structure in place for representation. I
believe we will be facing a full court press
on privatization in the year ahead. It will
affect every NATCA bargaining unit member
in the FAA. We need to prepare our organization
to work in a unified way so we are able to
fight the big battles, without letting the
little ones get overlooked.
Speaking of which, it has been a week for
rumors. Unfortunately, we don’t hear about
them until someone is pissed. Here is the
fastest way to get to the bottom of a rumor?
Just ask. We don’t know what the rumor is
until someone tells us.
I had the opportunity to talk to several
friendly neighborhood RVP’s this week on
issues ranging from temporary help to travel
vouchers. I answered a pile o’ e-mail, took
a stack of phone calls and apparently left
a bazillion pages for John ?, who has gotten
used to the fact that I like to bounce an
idea when I get it, because our office time
fills up fast.
Thursday it was over to the FAA to discuss
hours worth of issues, not the least of which
being spring/summer 2001. Has anyone noticed
that it keeps getting longer. It was Spring
2000, now Spring/Summer 2001, what next Winter/Spring/Summer
2002? No sooner did I get back from the meeting,
than Bob Taylor came in to tell me the FAA
is screwing around about releasing people
for the engineers contract ratification tour.
Now last I checked half of that contract
was the FAA’s. Maybe they like sitting at
the bargaining table with us so much that
they want to go back.
I put in a call to Jane and Bill Buck, who
was the one not getting back to Bob. After
a “spirited” discussion with Mr. Buck and
a colorful description of my impression of
him to John, Bob came up and told me Bill
just called him and the problem was fixed.
I still got to talk to Jane about the issues
and reminded her, that we are trying to make
the FAA a successful agency, but her people
were making it difficult. Oh, and in order
for us to say the FAA is making progress,
they actually have to do it.
We are still working on filling the new policy
director position and I have several resumes.
I am hoping to set up some interviews soon,
but the holidays are making the schedule
very difficult. John and I met on a host
of other human resource issues and even got
a chance to do that planning we had scheduled.
Well, it is time for me to go home and get
ready for the snow. I actually saw a news
report from the Safeway parking lot saying
there was still enough bread and milk to
go around. To my Florida friends, bread and
milk in a Maryland snowstorm is like water
and plywood in a hurricane.
I hope the New Year finds each of you warm
and happy and with someone you love. Thanks
to everyone that called and e-mailed holiday
greetings and optimism for the year to come.
You make my day!