The Importance of Being Idle

Corporate Evil

I kinda feel like I have a rant coming on. All day I've been starring at the idiotic sign at work which reads "Delivering certainty, through business process outsourcing", and it's been really annoying the shite out of me. It's an utterly ridiculous statement. How are we delivering certainty? Well, the first thing we do, is fire all your knowledgable, skilled and experienced employees, then we bring in our poorly paid monkey helpers (of which I am one) who work for us not you, give them minimal training, and let our ridiculous targets give the business enough churn that we never need to pay for experience because there'll never BE any. So really, what we do is take away the headache of managing something, and for a sizeable fee we'll do it for you. This is an insane position for a company to be in, not actually employing it's own staff, but wait till you start to look at the bigger picture, and you realise that not only are we destroying the servicing infrastructure of companies, not only are we increasing unemployment and financial uncertainty in peoples lives, we're also actually draining that money out of the British economy! And let's face it, financial servicing is about the last surviving thing that this country does that actually makes money! Tell me again how this is delivering certainty, other than a certain doom.
That'll do for now, but whatever you do don't get me started on those bloody Private Equity firms that are all the rage at the moment. How they raise the money, how the banks lend it to them with no qualm when I can't even get an overdraft extension is utterly beyond me, but mark me; one of these days one of these PE schemes is gonna fall over, and it's gonna go down hard.
What else?
Today at work was just another today at work, although it was also Sandras last day. She was a pain in the arse all day too, not really being bothered to work and I think that we're gonna find that she may have promised a few things that aren't gonna happen, so there will no doubt be some fall out. Nevertheless I'll miss her; she was a fun person to sit next to (now I don't have anybody, just me on my own) and she made the days pass more quickly. A few of us went down to Chequers after work to have a few farewell drinks with her, and then she was gone.
Shaz was interviewed by the local paper to go with the pics that were taken a couple of weeks back, and there's apparently going to be an article about us on the weekend. That could be pretty exciting, but I also wonder how the reporter will twist what was said and how we'll be painted. Normally I don't think I'd even wonder that, but for some reason I feel the edge of paranoia today, and see the wrong in everything. I wonder why that is?

posted by BadMonkey @ 9:11 PM