Thoughts from a Coding Mommy

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Flowers At Work

Call me old-fashioned but I LOVE getting flowers at work. I love everything about it. I love that my husband is thinking of me. I love that each breath is filled with something sweet. I love that other people notice that there is love in my life. Nothing makes me happier at work then flowers sent by my hubby. I don't care who you are, there isn't anyone who doesn't love flowers on their desk.

OK, alergies or the wrong kind of flowers can make this a bummer. But the gesture! That must count for a lot, right? I guess if you get them from a stalker then no....well, you get the gist of what I was hoping to express anyway.

My work morale is a little better. There is someone I really like and respect a lot at work and I vented some of the downer events of the past couple weeks to them. He made me laugh about it. And also validated some of my concerns. I know and trust my VP and I know that my management stack will make things better. It takes time. But I can't help feeling as though certain individuals are holding my org hostage with their secret special knowledge and underhanded political games. I don't think these folks realize that they are being political. They are probably scared for their jobs or feel territorial. Part of me empathizes. But then the other part of me, the good citizen, realizes that this is a horrible thing for a coworker to do. It keeps the more junior people from learning new things, it stunts the offenders career even if they think they are creating job security, and overall, it puts the organization in a weird catch-22. You can't get rid of them because they won't cross train anyone and your org is sort of left with a single-source weak spot. Meaning if someone gets hit by a bus, we've got no backup coverage.

Now you know why I don't want to manage EVAR! This sort of thing is just nutso even if I understand the human nature behind it. But it stunts the whole org over time, not just a single person's career. Healthy teams can't handle too much of this sort of behaviour.

I think I'm in a good mood because I'm about to clear off my bug list. I'm a productivity junky. Oh, it doesn't matter that I cooked dinner, did the laundry, made some brownies. No, that's not what makes me perky. It's clearing out my bug list so that I can get started on my next project. How sick is that? If I've ever said that I could try to be a SAHM, I was kidding myself big time.

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