The software I used at my job is finally being upgraded after decades of use. By monkeys apparently, because it is one of the most ill-thought out, illogical, ill-conceived pile of mouse droppings I have ever had the misfortune of using in all my 30+ years on planet Earth. It makes Windows ME look downright competent in comparison.
So basically a task that once took me 5 minutes to complete now takes me 3 hours. Yes, really.
There were few precious accomplishments I could boast about having made at this job, one of them being the ability to keep our massive workload up to date. The people before me couldn’t do it, but somehow I managed, with luck and much toiling (and much crying too.) By keeping things up to speed I was able to keep the caseload at a manageable level and work at a more leisurely pace.
Well, that’s all crap now. Instead, if you let things slide for one day you can literally fall 3 weeks behind. Then there’s dealing with the new system, which inexplicably will delete work, crash without warning, create errors where no errors should occur, and generally screw with the keys on your keyboard so that if you press the number 5, it actually thinks you pressed the escape key.
Even better is dealing with the people who implemented it, a bunch of cronies who like to pat themselves on the back and fondle each other for a job well done in completely hosing us over, then arrogantly suggest that perhaps the reason the new system is not working to our liking is because, gosh darn it, we’re just not brilliant like they are.
So what can a cog on a wheel like me do? It occurred to me that the harder I worked to keep this virus of a new software afloat AND also keep us from falling woefully behind, the less incentive they would have to actually fix the massive problems the new system was causing us.
So how about I just let it all go to hell instead?
Imagine that the only way to make any progress is to actually SABOTAGE (albeit in a passive manner) the work I do. I really don’t know what other option there is, but the reality is that my job has now become absolutely impossible. And yet nobody seems to care.
That’s why in a perverse way I’m actually hoping I get laid off. I can’t function in an environment in which I have no autonomy and where hard work is punished rather than rewarded. Where bad eggs get promoted while good eggs continue to stagnate in the same position for years and years.
Something needs to change.