Monday 21st August 2006
Nice mellow day to ease myself back into the rigmarole of the laughing academy. At least it was up to a point. Julie informed me of the goings-on at last week’s work’s committee meeting. Seems like my suggestion, which I made last year (!) concerning educating the 'rank and file' about what is and what is not abuse, bullying and harassment, will finally come into fruition. Yes, we are going to get ‘educated’. Not before time, although it may be too late for some.
Spent most of the morning playing 20 questions with Richard, a temp. We swiftly dispensed with the 20 questions rule, as nobody could be bothered to count them. I did get the feeling that Richard was signing his own death warrant talking to me. I am sure he will soon be leaving us anyway, but I would like him to leave of his own volition, not at the hands of some spiteful old hag.
Speaking of old hags, I have made something of a decision. The next time Im-Ho-Tep decides to undermine and abuse any of us, I am reporting her for harassment. I will also bring others into the equation. She deserves a good disciplinary meeting to put the wind up her. I honestly can’t wait.
At approximately 2.45 pm Judy Teen approached the line and informed us that the 78% achieved on Friday was not good enough. She also accused the ones who were not on shift of deliberately slowing down. As usual she targeted the temps and Grockels for special treatment. She excluded those on shift from any criticism. Although I wasn’t even there (on Friday) I felt that I was being got at as well. She demanded an explanation of why the percentage was 78% and stormed off before anyone got the chance to deliver one!
Due to screw-ups by the management, the goalposts for the efficiencies have been moved in order to make us work harder. The result of this is that we are being bullied and harassed in order to achieve the unachievable. I don’t know exactly what to do. I know what I should do, but I am hanging fire at the moment. Is this cowardice or prudence? I am certainly not a coward. I don’t want to get drawn into the trap of endless procrastination either. I have little concern about upsetting the Taliban here and redundancy scares me not.
I am becoming increasingly outspoken on the line today. I proclaimed that anyone who abuses, attacks workers on a personal level, and harasses them should be sacked immediately. No question. Out the door. I made very sure that Im-Ho-Tep was ear-wigging. I hope she does what she normally does and blabs her mouth off to all the interested parties. I dearly want a confrontation, but I want my position to be so strong that the culprits will find themselves in an untenable position. Is the way compiling a diary such as this, to be referred to as and when? We shall see…
Spent most of the morning playing 20 questions with Richard, a temp. We swiftly dispensed with the 20 questions rule, as nobody could be bothered to count them. I did get the feeling that Richard was signing his own death warrant talking to me. I am sure he will soon be leaving us anyway, but I would like him to leave of his own volition, not at the hands of some spiteful old hag.
Speaking of old hags, I have made something of a decision. The next time Im-Ho-Tep decides to undermine and abuse any of us, I am reporting her for harassment. I will also bring others into the equation. She deserves a good disciplinary meeting to put the wind up her. I honestly can’t wait.
At approximately 2.45 pm Judy Teen approached the line and informed us that the 78% achieved on Friday was not good enough. She also accused the ones who were not on shift of deliberately slowing down. As usual she targeted the temps and Grockels for special treatment. She excluded those on shift from any criticism. Although I wasn’t even there (on Friday) I felt that I was being got at as well. She demanded an explanation of why the percentage was 78% and stormed off before anyone got the chance to deliver one!
Due to screw-ups by the management, the goalposts for the efficiencies have been moved in order to make us work harder. The result of this is that we are being bullied and harassed in order to achieve the unachievable. I don’t know exactly what to do. I know what I should do, but I am hanging fire at the moment. Is this cowardice or prudence? I am certainly not a coward. I don’t want to get drawn into the trap of endless procrastination either. I have little concern about upsetting the Taliban here and redundancy scares me not.
I am becoming increasingly outspoken on the line today. I proclaimed that anyone who abuses, attacks workers on a personal level, and harasses them should be sacked immediately. No question. Out the door. I made very sure that Im-Ho-Tep was ear-wigging. I hope she does what she normally does and blabs her mouth off to all the interested parties. I dearly want a confrontation, but I want my position to be so strong that the culprits will find themselves in an untenable position. Is the way compiling a diary such as this, to be referred to as and when? We shall see…
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