I whinge. And I bitch and moan. And I swear. Like a matroos. But that’s on the blogs. Meet me here (in the office), and you wouldn’t say. Right poker face I am. Professionalism incarnate (see, I even know big words! Lol).
Here’s a boring tea-time story for you……
Being in IT, one is always ALWAYS wrong. And if you’re right, you are still wrong. Which means, the customer is always rightt? RI-IGHT!!
Unless you CYA yourself to death. Which we have to do. Me included. And no, this is not due to any obsessive compulsion. I hate being wrong, so I endeavour to always be right. Which I think is a good thing. Right? Knew you’d agree.
And I try to be professional & objective about stuff – if you dropped the ball, I’m not going to inform the whole bloody world and make you look like the twat you are. I know it, no one else needs to. We all want to be regarded as professional, right? And most people want careers. So what are the chances of having a good career if people see you as a twat? Minuscule? Exactly.
So I was told the reports I produced did not conform to spec. RI-IGHT. So why did you sign off on it? Score 1 for Dizzy
Then Im requested to revise the reports (for one dept) and include “missing” items. First I confer with my brothers over the sea as I wasn’t sure it could be done. And they said, Yes, go for it babes! Do this and do that and VOILA! You have gold!
And I had some problems, I even started to doubt my most excellent abilities. Only to realise it Wasn’t Me (Shaggy? lol), it was the system. Thank goodness. But which meant I could not deliver said revised reports on time, or within spec.
So Dizzy duly informed said dept (via email & telephone of course). At which point I offered what I had available for testing and use in the interim. All good. They sounded satisfied with this
This dear person – who just happens to be a woman – did not timeously test and report back to me. She did so at 10pm on Wednesday, which was of course futile as I was in la-la-land. And I tend not to work at that time either.
So dearie needed a change to the report. Ie. Additional stuff. And that change needed to be done yesterday! And I said, sowwy, no can do – I’m good, but I aint that good! She was asking for a miracle! But I had it delivered tjop-tjop anyway. At great blogging cost 😉
And then she decided to send out an email to her boss, and her bosses of bosses (CEO & CFO) et al. Basically, the only one she didn’t copy in, was The Man up There. Mistake. HUGE mistake
I normally do not get into email wars and stuff. I hate pettiness and kak. I will pick up the phone, trash it out with you, resolve things amicably, you know? And I truly try keeping emotions out of it. There’s nothing worse than reacting emotionally – that discredits you immediately.
So called her. And the conversation went such:
Me: That email. You know you’re wrong
She: Why am I wrong?
Me: Check my email to you on Wed
She: Ja, but, you didn’t deliver what we asked, and I had to….
Me: Really? Are you convinced of this?
She: *unsure* Uhm
Me: Do you think you were justified in sending that. To everyone?
She: My boss said I should…
Me: So you don’t think for yourself? He was cc’d in my mail, and you still…?
She: But the report wasn’t on time and correct…..
Me: Fine, I will reply. This is my reputation…
She: Oh, what are you going to say?
Me: The truth. Facts. Cheers
It is my name that’s being dragged through the mud. These people know me, I’m not some faceless yack in this company?! And I’ve worked long and hard for this good reputation I have here. Bloody sod.
I sent the email. It was not long. Just a few sentences. Very objective. Professional. Silence from her.
I also realise that the chances these people will read those emails are small. I am satisfied that I’ve vindicated myself regardless.
I don’t feel sorry for her at all. Jy will mos. I’m nice enough, but don’t fuckingwell mess with me!