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I really don't know how much longer I can continue this job. I suppose I should cash in my six free therapy sessions and try to hash out some coping mechanisms for dealing with the stupid.
Maybe I expect too much from my fellow human beings. But every time I think that, a demon monkey screams in the back of my head, "It's not expecting too much for a person to know how to do their job." The past two days at work have been driving me insane because all the trauma and tragedy has been generated by people not doing that very thing.
The quote from Doctor Who, "The Age of Steel" plays in my head. "Human race, you're such an intelligent lot. You aren't half susceptible. Give anyone a chance to take control and you submit. Sometimes I think you like it, easy life."
Where I work, no one thinks for themselves. Insane-o said, "Jump" and my very intelligent co-worker did and screwed up every computer with a scanner attached. He knows better than that. He knows to do a test group first to see how the new environment variable will work on our systems, but he didn't do that. Insane-o said, "Jump."
Mistakes will be made, I can accept that. And we're all stupid from time to time - I know I am. But what I hate is repeating mistakes and it seems that's all we do at work. I have received compliments on how well the Cisco IP Phone system upgrade went. I didn't ask permission on anything. I didn't plan with any of my superiors. I did the upgrade as I saw fit. I did it based on past experience and industry standards. Yet, somehow, all my co-workers have submitted to the idea that permission must be obtained before doing anything.
Last time I checked, it took my superiors more than two years to "lay-off" N. In the last year, she stayed home and didn't work. So, I'm figuring I could set the place on fire and still not be fired myself. Let's be honest, if you know you're going to die, wouldn't you want to go out enjoying yourself? I know I would.
Diversity makes the world go around. I really need to get into therapy because I welcome diversity, but not stupidity.
Maybe I expect too much from my fellow human beings. But every time I think that, a demon monkey screams in the back of my head, "It's not expecting too much for a person to know how to do their job." The past two days at work have been driving me insane because all the trauma and tragedy has been generated by people not doing that very thing.
The quote from Doctor Who, "The Age of Steel" plays in my head. "Human race, you're such an intelligent lot. You aren't half susceptible. Give anyone a chance to take control and you submit. Sometimes I think you like it, easy life."
Where I work, no one thinks for themselves. Insane-o said, "Jump" and my very intelligent co-worker did and screwed up every computer with a scanner attached. He knows better than that. He knows to do a test group first to see how the new environment variable will work on our systems, but he didn't do that. Insane-o said, "Jump."
Mistakes will be made, I can accept that. And we're all stupid from time to time - I know I am. But what I hate is repeating mistakes and it seems that's all we do at work. I have received compliments on how well the Cisco IP Phone system upgrade went. I didn't ask permission on anything. I didn't plan with any of my superiors. I did the upgrade as I saw fit. I did it based on past experience and industry standards. Yet, somehow, all my co-workers have submitted to the idea that permission must be obtained before doing anything.
Last time I checked, it took my superiors more than two years to "lay-off" N. In the last year, she stayed home and didn't work. So, I'm figuring I could set the place on fire and still not be fired myself. Let's be honest, if you know you're going to die, wouldn't you want to go out enjoying yourself? I know I would.
Diversity makes the world go around. I really need to get into therapy because I welcome diversity, but not stupidity.