Welcome to my nightmare...
Nov. 30th, 2001 10:17 amToday is a good day, one that I should stay awake for; yes indeed, the annoying bloke who constantly whistles at work is leaving.
Ho bloomin' rah.
Whistling annoys me at work, well at least his does, since he constantly whistles the same annoying tune and frankly he's the biggest reason here that I might come in with an Armalite AR-10 Carbine-gas
semiautomatic, bitterly pumping round after round into colleagues and co-
workers.
Not that I would. And anyway he's leaving.
But he's leaving, and today, as he wanders past whistling his annoying ass off I grin, because next week some poor saps in another company will be subjected to my own private mini-hell, I'm sure he never mentioned he whistled in his interview; hell, I'm sure he thinks nothing of it, but sometimes the things and habits that we do day-by-day and week-by-week become so ingrained and second nature to us that we don't even realise that we do them, or the effect they have on others.
This of course all assumes that I can stay awake, Evercrack ® is of course to blame for this, as I was helping out on a mean-ass raid for a friends Epic weapon in a dungeon somewhere in the game, all sorted out and we had fun, if a little bit of bitching at the start about organisation.
I loathe organisation, I loathe Beaucracy, forms, reports, meetings, interviews, confirmations, appraisals and all that sort of thing. Maybe someday there'll be a way where statistics and metrics won't be the first thing on peoples minds when it comes to projects, maybe work will just get done. Maybe we can deevolve the process to the point where some kind of chaos-system just rumbles along and everything finishes - I'd like that, but sincerely doubt it's even vaguely feasible. So I just stick with the system, work it and ignore it where I can
If there is a hell, it probably has a check-in cheque and forms to fill in.
Then again perhaps death is the ultimate bliss and release, because finally there are no more forms, requistions, queues, requirements, processes, procedures, validations, assessments or any of that cr*p anymore.
Ho bloomin' rah.
Whistling annoys me at work, well at least his does, since he constantly whistles the same annoying tune and frankly he's the biggest reason here that I might come in with an Armalite AR-10 Carbine-gas
semiautomatic, bitterly pumping round after round into colleagues and co-
workers.
Not that I would. And anyway he's leaving.
But he's leaving, and today, as he wanders past whistling his annoying ass off I grin, because next week some poor saps in another company will be subjected to my own private mini-hell, I'm sure he never mentioned he whistled in his interview; hell, I'm sure he thinks nothing of it, but sometimes the things and habits that we do day-by-day and week-by-week become so ingrained and second nature to us that we don't even realise that we do them, or the effect they have on others.
This of course all assumes that I can stay awake, Evercrack ® is of course to blame for this, as I was helping out on a mean-ass raid for a friends Epic weapon in a dungeon somewhere in the game, all sorted out and we had fun, if a little bit of bitching at the start about organisation.
I loathe organisation, I loathe Beaucracy, forms, reports, meetings, interviews, confirmations, appraisals and all that sort of thing. Maybe someday there'll be a way where statistics and metrics won't be the first thing on peoples minds when it comes to projects, maybe work will just get done. Maybe we can deevolve the process to the point where some kind of chaos-system just rumbles along and everything finishes - I'd like that, but sincerely doubt it's even vaguely feasible. So I just stick with the system, work it and ignore it where I can
If there is a hell, it probably has a check-in cheque and forms to fill in.
Then again perhaps death is the ultimate bliss and release, because finally there are no more forms, requistions, queues, requirements, processes, procedures, validations, assessments or any of that cr*p anymore.
bureaucracy
Date: 2001-11-30 03:01 am (UTC)argggggggggggggh...
I've been converted...
Re: bureaucracy
Date: 2001-11-30 03:22 am (UTC)I <input ... > do declare I enjoy filling in
<select ... >
<option ... >Forms
<option ... >Surveys
<option ... >Questionaries
<option ... >all of the above
<input ... >Save me now!