The Facts Always Win
In a lengthy set of
exchanges on a technical forum, we tried to resolve what became an exception to
the rule that proved a process was not functioning as intended or designed.
It was the second of
such conversations where, again, one assumption about facilitating something
could not be proven by the evidence gathered. My engineering background compels
me to seek out and gather the evidence proving a point. Once I have that evidence,
I can only be dissuaded with superior data.
My work life is
filled with many such arguments where, as far as I am concerned, electronic
data is more reliable, convincing, and conclusive. If you cannot present the
evidence of the facts in play, then you are left adrift, subject to illogical
premises redolent of clutching at straws.
Poorly Reading the
Room
I appreciate that I
can be quite forceful, but I make no apology for that. Whilst I am neither
infallible nor omniscient, I am quite thorough and won't mind painstakingly
reviewing whatever viewpoints I have reached if there is any doubt that the
means for making those assertions are suspect.
Caught in the flow of
these conversations, someone mistook the technical commentary for social
banter. Taking exception, he suggested we take our liaison to a private space
and, once we had consummated our tryst, we could return with the baby.
You pause and wonder
what had got into them. You might take into consideration that they might have
had a bad day, but to intrude and insinuate in that manner was uncalled for.
The fact is, I have to countenance many impolite, uncouth, bad-mannered, and ill-disciplined
people in the managerial cadre who exhibit little respect for their reports.
Another Place,
Another Face
Having been a
freelance consultant for three decades, I am quite likely to understand this
more and better than those who have only been the archetypal corporate
person. Anyone has the prerogative to shimmy and slide up or down the greasy
pole in obedience and obsequious genuflection for pecuniary advantage. I have
seen the best and the worst of the lot, but not at my expense.
My interlocutor was
having none of it. Just one unfortunate abuse of privilege and an inadvertent
level of tone can quite seriously piss people off. Our accuser was swiftly told
off before a feeble apology came in response. I do not have to always be the
vocal contrarian, and, likely, my card is already marked, but I am
unperturbed.
There is an art to
office politics and the power plays of the little-minded that amuse no end.
If the axe is dull,
And one does not sharpen the edge,
Then he must use more strength;
Wisdom is profitable to direct. Ecclesiastes 10:10
We've been at this
game long enough to know where to use a dull axe, how it needs to be sharpened,
when to use more strength, and wherefore the wisdom to see people for who they
really are. In the same vein, all is vanity, vanity.
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