Don't Be A Douche Canoe

My posts lately have been sad or angry. Mostly 'cause I'm in that kind of mood. Perhaps sappy, happy posts will continue next week.

I work with a lot of lazy people. I also work with a lot of people who have the attitude that they are too good to be here. Well, guess what? If you're too good to be here get the fuck out. If not, how about you stop letting everyone around you down by not doing your damn job? I am so sick and tired of people who have the attitude that working in a state job, in a cubicle, is so tragic. Yesterday I had someone go in and completely annihilate a shared file that a bunch of us use. It's a very important document used to track our school board items. There is a fella in one Division who hates doing it, so he gave permissions to another lady with absolutely no training, then just set her at it. It cost a few man hours of work to fix the damage. Needless to say, I went over and had a talk with people, then scheduled a meeting for Friday. I am hoping by Friday I've cooled down enough to not say all of the vicious things that are streaming through my brain right now. I find a cool off period is a necessity.

I am one to look at this place I'm at even though I'm not loving it and say: at least I have a job. I'm blessed that this paycheck affords me my wonderful life. I have health care. I have food in my house. I have gas in my car. Also, there are people that depend on me here. So no matter how mundane a task, or how backwards it seems to do something a certain way, I do it. Every once in a while I'll slip in something that streamlines a process. Sometimes people hate the change and I have to go back to the old way. Sometimes the new way sticks (Rarely. We have a lot of old timers set in their ways who need to retire before real change can be made). But I do the best I can. I leave every day with the knowledge that I haven't let anyone down. That I have done what I needed to do.

I have this problem with wondering how people can do the least bit of work possible, then wake up and look at themselves in the mirror. I need to realize that in order to figure them out, I'd have to be just as douchey as they are. I need to just try and feel really lucky that I don't have that attitude. I need to be proud of myself that I've worked through stuff and am at a point where I realize how my actions, or lack thereof, effect the people around me. Some people will never get there, and it's really sad.

Also, I know that everyone needs their venting and gossip time. It's kind of a work necessity. But when all I ever hear is work gossip from you don't be shocked when I put in my earbuds and try my darndest to ignore you. If I tell you, "The reason I haven't been going outside with you is that I can't really deal with another day of work or family gossip. I just need to hear nice talk for a while" and you don't get it, I turn to Pat Benatar and Elton John so I don't have to yell at you to shut up.

So to everyone stuck in a mundane 9-5 just know what you do makes a difference. The state runs a little better because of the work I do. Legislation wouldn't be analyzed were it not for my hard work. Charter schools wouldn't get their block grant payments in a timely fashion were I not here. So much of that, and so much more, depends on me coming to work and getting things filed and processed. It's sometimes a thankless job, but it's important. If people could look at things that way, perhaps there wouldn't be so much needless douchery in the workplace.

Happy picture of the day: Pitfall. Matt brought it over to play the other day. I had forgotten how truly simple it was. I can't believe I used to love it so.

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