kitten
5-4-12, 5:10pm
I have a horrible job. I just took a survey for fun, some MSN thing - 15 signs your workplace is dysfunctional. My workplace had a perfect score! Not that I needed a survey to tell me I'm dying here. Hubby and I agreed not to do anything rash, like storm out of our jobs, until we get our debt paid off (about $20k, which was mostly accrued from our move to a new city three years ago). So until we start making huge dents in that thing, I'm pretty much stuck here. I have a narrow skill set in a field that's dying, and my union membership keeps my wages pretty high (although we don't get cost of living raises for some reason). I wouldn't be able to find another job in my field at anything close the the same rate, and I'm very lucky even to have a full-time gig. We really don't have the luxury of downsizing right now, so I'm stuck at work for a while. Anyway, I'm endlessly amazed at the baroque variations on dysfunction that keep popping up at my job.
It's a weird culture that is mostly a mess because there's a management void. We have a passive-aggressive, alternately withdrawn and attacking boss who can't figure out what he wants or what he should try to get us to do. Communication is non-existent - everyone's afraid of losing their jobs in this economy, so nobody challenges anything. There's zero morale, and people just crawl into their cubicles and hide. They do the bare minimum they can get away with, and they go nuts on you if you have a question or need them to follow up on anything. The women here all seem to hate each other.
One thing that amazes me is how email is used as a weapon. It's just endemic to the culture here. It's funny - when people are new and bright and shiny, they respond quickly to emails and seem ready and eager to help. After a few months disillusion sets in, and they just stop communicating.
It's a known thing that the big boss sucks at communication. Somebody got the bright idea of creating an admin assistant position for him, to help facilitate communication. In the hype around her job description - this was before she got here - there was a lot of excitement about how proactive this person was going to be. No more balls getting dropped, no more information voids! This miraculous admin person, who would have a college degree and even people skills (for a change!), was going to be working tirelessly as a sort of data conduit between the big boss and his hapless drones. All hail the new day! They really tried to whip up some sort of feeling of happy anticipation in us about this so-called communication revolution.
So the reality is that she has arrived, and she's parked outside the boss's office. She and the boss never speak to each other. She's glued to the internet all day - nobody has any idea what she does. I would no more ask for an update on our manager's projects, plans, whereabouts, or anything else I might need to know, than I would consider calling up Kim Kardashian for the same information.
Everyone is in their own invisible bubble.
So this girl annoys me. We got off on the wrong foot - she was billed as the second coming, so I started asking her for information instead of her boss. That was how it was supposed to work in the new era! Alas - the miracle worker didn't have what I needed, and was very tense and flustered at my approach. I'm a tactful person as far as I know, but this experience in which I apparently traumatized her by asking her a question, has permanently soured her on me. The girl hates me! She acts as the boss' mouthpiece and sends out snippy group emails about stuff we're expected to do, but no longer responds to anything I send her.
I'm really tired of getting rapped on the knuckles over email, about how I use email. There's another chick here who gets cheesed off when I cc the big boss on our correspondence. "Please just respond to me next time, and not to Jack." But I've learned through bitter experience in this place, that NOTHING I ask for in an email message will ever happen, unless I cc a manager too. I KNOW how people work here! Crap! Of course she doesn't want me to cc the manager on something her department screwed up! I still needed it fixed, though, and I was going to tell the boss anyway. Which I tried to explain. So now I just send everything under separate cover. The boss still finds out when something goes wrong, but the person responsible won't know that I was the one who sent the email. Which feels icky to me, because I'm being put in the position of telling on them. If we could all be aboveboard, nobody would get their feelings hurt and we could discuss and try to solve problems like adults. But no, so I have to run around sending separate emails to everyone, in order to spare the feelings of individuals. Because FEELINGS are the only thing that matters. Not the project, not the deadline, not the customers, not the product and the reason we're all actually here. Oh no. Just let's make sure we keep enabling Nadia's incompetence and high self esteem, while she looks on blankly as somebody else gets the blame/cleans up the mess.
Today I got rapped on the wrist by yet a third person, and I realized that I've just had it! I've been asking for what I think is one of those no-brainer/we should have done this eons ago/everybody else in our business has been doing this since the stone age kind of change for a couple of years now. I've learned (again through bitter experience) that NOTHING will happen if I don't continually chip away at the thing - try to draw attention to it by way of courteously phrased emails along the lines of:
"Hi there Jack and Ariel! Hey, I got a nice note from one of our customers who loves us, but he had a suggestion for our web site. I took a look and realized we had talked about doing this before. As a quick reminder, I'd like to suggest that we begin featuring x,y, and z like our competitors do. It would be pretty easy to make that change to the site. Let me know if I can help in any way. Thanks!"
And I get nothing from Jack (of course, didn't expect it), but I do get a snippy little one-sentence reply from Ariel with no salutation: "This is already on the list, no worries."
That stung me. Yes, I KNEW the web site issue was ON THE LIST - a year ago! It went FRICKIN' NOWHERE! Which is why I was following up! Get it, Ariel? I mean in what frozen universe of molasses and glaciers does a person actually think, "Gee, I wonder whatever happened to that suggestion I made a year ago? Gee, all I really want to know is that it's ON THE LIST! That's all I need - no updates, no communication in the interim, nothing to suggest anything is actually happening. We've got eons of time! Hey, I just want to know that it's ON THE LIST TO DO FOR THE NEXT MILLENNIUM!" LOL!
She had tried to dismiss me. I hate being dismissed. So I wrote back: "Hi Ariel. That was mostly a reminder for Jack. The only way to stay in the loop is to keep chipping away. It's purely strategic."
She claimed she understood, but she really just wants to get rid of me. I know I come off as a pest - because I have ideas. They don't want ideas here. The problem is, I care about my job! We have a good product, and I want to make it better! I see things that go wrong every day, the same damn things, and they're EASY fixes! That's what gets me! It's just such a damn shame!
I guess these issues go deeper than email. But I'm curious - do you have email battles at your job, and how do you deal with it?
It's a weird culture that is mostly a mess because there's a management void. We have a passive-aggressive, alternately withdrawn and attacking boss who can't figure out what he wants or what he should try to get us to do. Communication is non-existent - everyone's afraid of losing their jobs in this economy, so nobody challenges anything. There's zero morale, and people just crawl into their cubicles and hide. They do the bare minimum they can get away with, and they go nuts on you if you have a question or need them to follow up on anything. The women here all seem to hate each other.
One thing that amazes me is how email is used as a weapon. It's just endemic to the culture here. It's funny - when people are new and bright and shiny, they respond quickly to emails and seem ready and eager to help. After a few months disillusion sets in, and they just stop communicating.
It's a known thing that the big boss sucks at communication. Somebody got the bright idea of creating an admin assistant position for him, to help facilitate communication. In the hype around her job description - this was before she got here - there was a lot of excitement about how proactive this person was going to be. No more balls getting dropped, no more information voids! This miraculous admin person, who would have a college degree and even people skills (for a change!), was going to be working tirelessly as a sort of data conduit between the big boss and his hapless drones. All hail the new day! They really tried to whip up some sort of feeling of happy anticipation in us about this so-called communication revolution.
So the reality is that she has arrived, and she's parked outside the boss's office. She and the boss never speak to each other. She's glued to the internet all day - nobody has any idea what she does. I would no more ask for an update on our manager's projects, plans, whereabouts, or anything else I might need to know, than I would consider calling up Kim Kardashian for the same information.
Everyone is in their own invisible bubble.
So this girl annoys me. We got off on the wrong foot - she was billed as the second coming, so I started asking her for information instead of her boss. That was how it was supposed to work in the new era! Alas - the miracle worker didn't have what I needed, and was very tense and flustered at my approach. I'm a tactful person as far as I know, but this experience in which I apparently traumatized her by asking her a question, has permanently soured her on me. The girl hates me! She acts as the boss' mouthpiece and sends out snippy group emails about stuff we're expected to do, but no longer responds to anything I send her.
I'm really tired of getting rapped on the knuckles over email, about how I use email. There's another chick here who gets cheesed off when I cc the big boss on our correspondence. "Please just respond to me next time, and not to Jack." But I've learned through bitter experience in this place, that NOTHING I ask for in an email message will ever happen, unless I cc a manager too. I KNOW how people work here! Crap! Of course she doesn't want me to cc the manager on something her department screwed up! I still needed it fixed, though, and I was going to tell the boss anyway. Which I tried to explain. So now I just send everything under separate cover. The boss still finds out when something goes wrong, but the person responsible won't know that I was the one who sent the email. Which feels icky to me, because I'm being put in the position of telling on them. If we could all be aboveboard, nobody would get their feelings hurt and we could discuss and try to solve problems like adults. But no, so I have to run around sending separate emails to everyone, in order to spare the feelings of individuals. Because FEELINGS are the only thing that matters. Not the project, not the deadline, not the customers, not the product and the reason we're all actually here. Oh no. Just let's make sure we keep enabling Nadia's incompetence and high self esteem, while she looks on blankly as somebody else gets the blame/cleans up the mess.
Today I got rapped on the wrist by yet a third person, and I realized that I've just had it! I've been asking for what I think is one of those no-brainer/we should have done this eons ago/everybody else in our business has been doing this since the stone age kind of change for a couple of years now. I've learned (again through bitter experience) that NOTHING will happen if I don't continually chip away at the thing - try to draw attention to it by way of courteously phrased emails along the lines of:
"Hi there Jack and Ariel! Hey, I got a nice note from one of our customers who loves us, but he had a suggestion for our web site. I took a look and realized we had talked about doing this before. As a quick reminder, I'd like to suggest that we begin featuring x,y, and z like our competitors do. It would be pretty easy to make that change to the site. Let me know if I can help in any way. Thanks!"
And I get nothing from Jack (of course, didn't expect it), but I do get a snippy little one-sentence reply from Ariel with no salutation: "This is already on the list, no worries."
That stung me. Yes, I KNEW the web site issue was ON THE LIST - a year ago! It went FRICKIN' NOWHERE! Which is why I was following up! Get it, Ariel? I mean in what frozen universe of molasses and glaciers does a person actually think, "Gee, I wonder whatever happened to that suggestion I made a year ago? Gee, all I really want to know is that it's ON THE LIST! That's all I need - no updates, no communication in the interim, nothing to suggest anything is actually happening. We've got eons of time! Hey, I just want to know that it's ON THE LIST TO DO FOR THE NEXT MILLENNIUM!" LOL!
She had tried to dismiss me. I hate being dismissed. So I wrote back: "Hi Ariel. That was mostly a reminder for Jack. The only way to stay in the loop is to keep chipping away. It's purely strategic."
She claimed she understood, but she really just wants to get rid of me. I know I come off as a pest - because I have ideas. They don't want ideas here. The problem is, I care about my job! We have a good product, and I want to make it better! I see things that go wrong every day, the same damn things, and they're EASY fixes! That's what gets me! It's just such a damn shame!
I guess these issues go deeper than email. But I'm curious - do you have email battles at your job, and how do you deal with it?