From the Desk of TGRR; Corporate Life in the 21st Century (blog)

[The Good Reverend Roger]

The company's organizational matrix must be preserved! If you start doing things right just because they work better that way, what'll that say about the whole department whose job is to decide who gets to do what? You have to consider these things.

I don't understand why this plant hasn't imploded into a small, hyper-dense point of stupidity.

[Faust]

Mike is now telling the boss that the failure of the ball mill is my fault, on account of I didn't stop him from doing stupid shit, because I was ordered to not interfere.

My boss didn't buy it, and yelled a lot.  Then he walked down the hallway yelling some more.  His office door slammed shut.  More yelling, the sound of a laptop hitting the wall.

Door opens back up, yelling at Mike to get into his office.  Mike goes in, door slams.  More yelling.  Mike trying to shout his explanations over the yelling.  Boss turns into Dennis Leary throwing a wobbler.  Mike leaves office, gets into truck, drives away.  Boss drags me into the office, yells a lot about Mike, then tells me Mike has been suspended for a few days.

When Jim stops for breath, I ask him if we'll be doing my plan now.  No.  Mike is project manager.  I look at Jim funny, he starts yelling again, stomps across his ruined laptop, and out to his car, drives away.

Well, then.

I work in an insane asylum.  Help me.

I actually think he's right. If mike is imploding so badly right now everyone who touches his toxic mess could end up tied into it when the board or whoever your plant answer two. Jim obviously values you enough not get dragged down. In fact from the sounds of things letting mike keep going the way he's going means his remaining time could be very short.

Another fuck up could be expensive, but it could also be cheaper in the long run to let it happen and get rid of mike now.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Mike is now telling the boss that the failure of the ball mill is my fault, on account of I didn't stop him from doing stupid shit, because I was ordered to not interfere.

My boss didn't buy it, and yelled a lot.  Then he walked down the hallway yelling some more.  His office door slammed shut.  More yelling, the sound of a laptop hitting the wall.

Door opens back up, yelling at Mike to get into his office.  Mike goes in, door slams.  More yelling.  Mike trying to shout his explanations over the yelling.  Boss turns into Dennis Leary throwing a wobbler.  Mike leaves office, gets into truck, drives away.  Boss drags me into the office, yells a lot about Mike, then tells me Mike has been suspended for a few days.

When Jim stops for breath, I ask him if we'll be doing my plan now.  No.  Mike is project manager.  I look at Jim funny, he starts yelling again, stomps across his ruined laptop, and out to his car, drives away.

Well, then.

I work in an insane asylum.  Help me.

I actually think he's right. If mike is imploding so badly right now everyone who touches his toxic mess could end up tied into it when the board or whoever your plant answer two. Jim obviously values you enough not get dragged down. In fact from the sounds of things letting mike keep going the way he's going means his remaining time could be very short.

Another fuck up could be expensive, but it could also be cheaper in the long run to let it happen and get rid of mike now.

Point.  The $15 Mn kiln project kicks off in a couple of months.

As it stands, I am predicting failure on a "who didn't put a fucking piece of grating over the death star heat vent" scale.

[LMNO]

7 sacked today. 1 redundancy, 3 for various gross misconduct and 3 for stupidity. Today has been a very angry day.

And yet, the stooges walked away clean. I'm wavering between admiration and disgust.

How.  How, I ask, does the guy who gave the orders, in spite of cautions against doing so, not get fired?

[The Good Reverend Roger]

So I gave Tiny Killer Neckbeard a week's worth of programming tasks, this morning.  Somewhat useful stuff, but mostly a way to keep the little bastard from getting bored, since he already completed the first month's worth of shit in a couple of days.

He finished the tasks in about 7 hours, fully documented and archived.  And the shit works.  And it's tight, elegant stuff.

Then he figures out that electrical drawings are basically ladder logic, and troubleshoots a gremlin we've had running around in Tunnel Kiln number one since about 2009.

He scares me.  I shall call an exorcist.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

So I gave Tiny Killer Neckbeard a week's worth of programming tasks, this morning.  Somewhat useful stuff, but mostly a way to keep the little bastard from getting bored, since he already completed the first month's worth of shit in a couple of days.

He finished the tasks in about 7 hours, fully documented and archived.  And the shit works.  And it's tight, elegant stuff.

Then he figures out that electrical drawings are basically ladder logic, and troubleshoots a gremlin we've had running around in Tunnel Kiln number one since about 2009.

He scares me.  I shall call an exorcist.

I knew I liked that boy from the moment you told me about him. NOBODY walks dying distance in Tucson for a job interview.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

So I gave Tiny Killer Neckbeard a week's worth of programming tasks, this morning.  Somewhat useful stuff, but mostly a way to keep the little bastard from getting bored, since he already completed the first month's worth of shit in a couple of days.

He finished the tasks in about 7 hours, fully documented and archived.  And the shit works.  And it's tight, elegant stuff.

Then he figures out that electrical drawings are basically ladder logic, and troubleshoots a gremlin we've had running around in Tunnel Kiln number one since about 2009.

He scares me.  I shall call an exorcist.

I knew I liked that boy from the moment you told me about him. NOBODY walks dying distance in Tucson for a job interview.

This is why I think he's a robot of some sort.  A boneless robot that flops in his chair like Stephen Hawking and fixes everything.

It's not right.  Something is up.  Tucson doesn't send you people like this unless there's some horrible underlying motive.

[Ben Shapiro]

So I gave Tiny Killer Neckbeard a week's worth of programming tasks, this morning.  Somewhat useful stuff, but mostly a way to keep the little bastard from getting bored, since he already completed the first month's worth of shit in a couple of days.

He finished the tasks in about 7 hours, fully documented and archived.  And the shit works.  And it's tight, elegant stuff.

Then he figures out that electrical drawings are basically ladder logic, and troubleshoots a gremlin we've had running around in Tunnel Kiln number one since about 2009.

He scares me.  I shall call an exorcist.

I knew I liked that boy from the moment you told me about him. NOBODY walks dying distance in Tucson for a job interview.

This is why I think he's a robot of some sort.  A boneless robot that flops in his chair like Stephen Hawking and fixes everything.

It's not right.  Something is up.  Tucson doesn't send you people like this unless there's some horrible underlying motive.

Or he was a very very very bad person.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

So I gave Tiny Killer Neckbeard a week's worth of programming tasks, this morning.  Somewhat useful stuff, but mostly a way to keep the little bastard from getting bored, since he already completed the first month's worth of shit in a couple of days.

He finished the tasks in about 7 hours, fully documented and archived.  And the shit works.  And it's tight, elegant stuff.

Then he figures out that electrical drawings are basically ladder logic, and troubleshoots a gremlin we've had running around in Tunnel Kiln number one since about 2009.

He scares me.  I shall call an exorcist.

I knew I liked that boy from the moment you told me about him. NOBODY walks dying distance in Tucson for a job interview.

This is why I think he's a robot of some sort.  A boneless robot that flops in his chair like Stephen Hawking and fixes everything.

It's not right.  Something is up.  Tucson doesn't send you people like this unless there's some horrible underlying motive.

Or he was a very very very bad person.

If he was that bad, he'd be in Seguin.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

So I gave Tiny Killer Neckbeard a week's worth of programming tasks, this morning.  Somewhat useful stuff, but mostly a way to keep the little bastard from getting bored, since he already completed the first month's worth of shit in a couple of days.

He finished the tasks in about 7 hours, fully documented and archived.  And the shit works.  And it's tight, elegant stuff.

Then he figures out that electrical drawings are basically ladder logic, and troubleshoots a gremlin we've had running around in Tunnel Kiln number one since about 2009.

He scares me.  I shall call an exorcist.

I knew I liked that boy from the moment you told me about him. NOBODY walks dying distance in Tucson for a job interview.

This is why I think he's a robot of some sort.  A boneless robot that flops in his chair like Stephen Hawking and fixes everything.

It's not right.  Something is up.  Tucson doesn't send you people like this unless there's some horrible underlying motive.

Maybe the motive is that you are both, together, going to build a terrifying Tucson maintenance empire?

[tyrannosaurus vex]

I can only imagine what would happen if two competent people ran around Tucson fixing stuff...

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I can only imagine what would happen if two competent people ran around Tucson fixing stuff...

http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php/topic,34792.0.html

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I can only imagine what would happen if two competent people ran around Tucson fixing stuff...

http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php/topic,34792.0.html

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Pic of Tiny Killer Neckbeard:

[LMNO]

For some reason, that parking lot is TERRIFYING.