Small Mercies

I’m so bored with being pissed off and upset about stuff I can’t change.  Work’s been challenging, you know that, and I’m more than frustrated that I can only really ever change MY reactions to stuff that goes on around me.  Same for any of us really, we do what we can to encourage change, but sometimes the changing of a situation, a policy, an inujustice is just not up to us. 

I’m not ashamed to admit that this really ticks me off that it’s always seems to be me that has to bend… because in any hierachical organisation sometimes we have to have a measure of trust in the leadership that ‘they know best’ and that we, the underlings, must put our heads down and do the work and let the bosses be the boss.

And so I have to deal with my reactions to the things I see from down below that are not the way I want them.  It could be that I’m right but I’m nobody to be saying to my CEO or COO that they’re wrong… that would be suicide, well, career suicide, anyway…  I have occasional opportunity to speak up… but I’m not currently trusting that my thoughts or words carry any kind of weight… which is a shame given that I’m one of the longer serving administrators on the staff. 

So really, spending all this time being pissed off and angry is a bit pointless.  Problem is, pissed off and angry for me usually turns into heartbroken, so I’ve been pissed off, angry and desperately sad.  These are the sorts of feelings I’ve been working through in recent weeks, and I guess given that I’ve been in this environment for close to 10 years some kind of shift and adjustment every couple of years is to be expected.  Nothing is smooth sailing forever, and it’s been 4 years since the last upheaval… So, I’m due.

And no, I’m not leaving until I know the time is right… and I’m convinced that the time isn’t right… when it is, I’ll know…

So,in the middle of all of that upheaval it’s nice to have a small diversion to colour the world a bit pinker… even if it is at the small expense of somebody else…

 

Yesterday was Wednesday, staff meeting day, and I should have been at the office at 8 to be there in time for kick off…

I was late, not unusual really, but rather than walk in late, I decided to skip it all together… and so, at 8.30 I was walking the halls heading toward my office upstairs.

On the way, I noticed an open door to one of our departments in a corner of the building that has suffered more than one episode of theft this year.  In fact we’ve had 3 high end computers taken from these rooms in only the last few months.

Scandalous.

So I figured it wouldn’t hurt to see if any useful security measures were being taken given that there was no one about…

And blow me down if a Mac Book and BlackBerry weren’t sitting out begging to be lifted.

I obliged…

I secreted them in my office and told my boss that they were there, but I wasn’t sure I was up to carrying out any sort of convincing pretence to the fellas I’d stolen them from. So my boss and the property manager conspired to cook up a story that the boys were going to have to pay for the replacements of their gear themselves due to all the claims we’d made in recent months having worn out our welcome with the insurance company…

The long and short of the whole story is that daddyof3 and MetroMan were horrified, terrified, scandalized, thoroughly relieved and suitably chastized all within the space of an hour.

As for me… I was amused for the whole day, and am still if I’m honest…

I’m also happy to report that this morning when another staff member introduced workmen to the area, he had to wait till 9am for the keys to the ‘locked up tighter than a drum’ offices to arrive.

Mission Accomplished.