Sunday 17 February 2013

The more things change...


Well, it's almost a week after we got the news at work, and lots of changes have been happening.  People being PEOPLE, have been reacting in some very predictable ways.

We have various "bands" of reactions all clustered around the Grieve Cycle.  We have those that are still mourning, probably in shock of the news, these people are saddened beyond words and are dealing with everything in a way that's just barely above crying in a corner.

We have those that are in denial Still (count me among those for the first few days) we probably clustered around the idea that it wouldn't touch us if anything happened and even that wasn't totally true, but at lease the belief that the first wave was ANYONE but us.

Those that are bargaining?  There's a lot of people trying to prove their uniqueness at the moment, and they are chasing the idea that if they do things well enough they can probably get "off the list".

Then, the weird ones but we couldn't leave them out, are the people that just jump into ANGER out of the blue.  They were ok minutes ago, but the moment they figured that someone else was SAFE, they shot to total denial and ager.

Quite expected really.

Last Friday, while I was thinking about this I received the news that someone very close to my family, who's trying to make a better life for her and her family was mugged.  They weren't even civil about it "cough up the money while we beat the sense out of you".

Poor girl, she was just waiting for the weekend to leave the "not so nice" neighbourhood for a better one where her kids wouldn't be in danger, or her family would be mugged, or even the break-ins would stop.

Why is it that people tend to not want others to do better?  Why is it that they take pride in ensuring that if WE aren't on a path of betterment, NO one should be?

I am sad that this happened to my friend, but I am far more concerned about the fact that civilised workers, in a very clean environment, wholesome and nurturing, would react the same way as random street scum when cornered.


Wednesday 13 February 2013

Ch... Ch... Changes....

 

As a few of my close friends know (and some people that don't even like me but HAVE to deal with me daily, but that's another story) I do various things as a therapy, you know to release stress...

Writing is high on my list of those, lately running is another one, but it's late, I'm tired and right now it's also raining, so WRITING it is.

I'm a workaholic, I love my job I love my people (coworkers) and I love my industry, but I've found out that sometimes this is a codependent relationship and this is one of the times where it's not. At the place I've been working for close to a decade now, a series of changes are coming, these are all good BUSINESS changes, but do wreak havoc on some select individuals, and you know it's hard to come to terms with some of these decisions, as obviously they tend to affect people more than they do the business.

We have been recently informed that a lot of us will be re-located or released due to a change in the company structure where our positions have been removed from our current work location, and they will not be filled in my area anymore.

You know how there's always that girlfriend that tells you "it's not you, it's me... I really want to find something different in my life" and leaves you for a the weird guy at the bus stop? Even though you've cared for her and been more than supporting even in her "down" times? This kind of feels like that... At times...

Businesses thrive not ON people but on the bottom line. But they thrive THANKS to people, the links between friends, the joy of a Job well done, Loving when a plan comes together... and we can't help but attach feelings to everything we've done for the "company".

I'm happy that I am in a position to help others still, my job right now hasn't changed much, I still have to deliver results, aid my team, and provide assistance to those we are letting go. These are things that I find wonderful and fulfilling, and until the day I am told "Thanks bud, but you can't really come here anymore, this is not your job", I will keep doing it.

Until that happens, You'll be able to find me when you look closely, as you know, Hobbits never really left the world, we just adapted ;)