10-16-2012, 10:08 AM
Frustration with wasting my time is today's theme.
For the last 20 minutes of a phone-based team meeting today, we discussed the experiences the "Executive Assistant" had this weekend at a seminar. Specifically, we started out with how it made her realize how she projects herself [sic] in the workplace, looking angry and bitchy when she really just wants to be helpful and useful. Then we go into her feelings, and she described that we're all stressed out by the changes going on at work (see projecting, above, because there are no changes at work stressing me or the two team members I surveyed over instant messenger). She went further into being genuine, and then expressing herself in music, and how a tune played at the seminar reminded her of being dumped the day before her wedding when she was 19.
I was beyond shocked that we were spending time on group therapy when we could all be getting things done. Two other team members were supporting this, and interacting with her in a way that encouraged further emotional sharing that is completely inappropriate for the workplace. I very nearly started singing "Kumbaya" during the meeting, but that either would have gotten me fired, or I'd have been in big trouble when everyone wanted me to lead the second verse. The frustration was so keen I very nearly needed a physical outlet for it, on the level of flipping my desk over and storming out of the building.
Thank you for reading my rant.
For the last 20 minutes of a phone-based team meeting today, we discussed the experiences the "Executive Assistant" had this weekend at a seminar. Specifically, we started out with how it made her realize how she projects herself [sic] in the workplace, looking angry and bitchy when she really just wants to be helpful and useful. Then we go into her feelings, and she described that we're all stressed out by the changes going on at work (see projecting, above, because there are no changes at work stressing me or the two team members I surveyed over instant messenger). She went further into being genuine, and then expressing herself in music, and how a tune played at the seminar reminded her of being dumped the day before her wedding when she was 19.
I was beyond shocked that we were spending time on group therapy when we could all be getting things done. Two other team members were supporting this, and interacting with her in a way that encouraged further emotional sharing that is completely inappropriate for the workplace. I very nearly started singing "Kumbaya" during the meeting, but that either would have gotten me fired, or I'd have been in big trouble when everyone wanted me to lead the second verse. The frustration was so keen I very nearly needed a physical outlet for it, on the level of flipping my desk over and storming out of the building.
Thank you for reading my rant.
Fear is a liar.
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -- Ernest Hemingway
There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -- Ernest Hemingway
