Wednesday, May 12, 2004
A week's work in the office...

Its already Wednesday, but still, it doesn't change what I have been through last week. What can I say? I guess there's just too many weasels in this world. The topic of the week will thus be, "Weasels in the form of Sabo Kings in the work environment". There is no one we would love to hate more than Sabo Kings (Skings). Especially in the office. It is the existence of Skings in the office that create an air of distrust and hence, the ultimate inefficiency in the work place. 'Why the sudden grievance against Skings?' you might ask. Well, I guess this has been boiling in me for some time. My job is to identify and schedule the birth of new services in this office. The sad part is, I do not have a team to manage. I beg for manhours from other departments who will in turn, if they are feeling generous, grant me some. The unlucky souls whose time are volunteered to me will then help me out in the service development. (If time permits them to leave their primary operational role, that is.) Of course then the common excuse of "I'm not really free" becomes the catch phrase of the millenium. All these, I can accept. I just need to complete my end of the bargain. Which is to feedback to the management that we are short of guys who have spare manhours and hope that more can be made available, either through new employments or otherwise. In this way, everyone is happy. I do my job giving feedback of actual ground situations, and other departments who are supposed to help set up services get a break from work overload. This is where Skings will try to make my life here a living hell. They will tell me that they ain't have any time to spare for service developments and report to the management that they have a lot of new services in the pipeline. What happens next is, the management thinks that everything on the gound is all hunkydory and that everything has been taken care of. Guess what happens when I finally report that nothing has been developed? BINGO! I get screwed! With this, all personal defence system will be activated. I mean, you get screwed once its the Sking's fault, but if it is a double, the you're the idiot. This defence comes in a form of reports to yours truly on the develpments planned and targets. Heh heh... now these Skings won't be able to mince their words anymore. Of course, I will have to spend less time on my work and more time chasing for reports and staring at them... and the occasional bitching on the my blog... Thanks Skings, you have made me much more "efficient'. Cheers.

# Crapped by Toadjuice on 5/12/2004 02:40:00 pm