Friday, March 09, 2007

The Staff Are Revolting

So a week into the new 'no secretary' regime at the office and the two people who will be stepping into the shoes vacated by Squirrel; Magoo and Billie Piper, have decided they don't want to be 'front office' they, not unreasonably in my opinion, were employed as bean counters and want to stay as bean counters.

It was obvious this was going to happen. The Brave New World of the paperless office was the result of weak minded management and a lack of social skills that allowed a secretary who didn't like her job to get away with murder for a boss who didn't want her there. The situation existed for so long that the only way to rectify matters was to make her redundant at start over again. Fortunately she jumped before she could be pushed.

Anyway we now have the situation that the Chocolate Teapot is leaving in three weeks time and she will be replaced by Mary. So I will be one member of the accounts team down. Two of the other three women are being expected to work front office - now that effectively means they are both lost to me, you can't work in reception and all that entails and work for your clients at the same time.

We've approached the agencies in the area and as I have noted before there is a shortage of people out there with the right experience. There is also a growing disenchantment, if that's the right word, with the attitude of the staff we have, last week I finally had enough and had to remind them that we do actually start work at 8:30, not 8:40 and then spend ten minutes making coffee and chatting about what they did the night before. It's the lack of respect that gets me, if you turn up late for work isn't it the expected procedure that you apologise or offer an excuse? To turn up late and then make things worse by needing a drink before you 'function' is taking the piss.

3 comments:

Name Witheld said...

Reginal Perrin, who was always 23 minutes late, always offered a bizarre excuse that involved alliteration. If he'd have worked round here it would have been something like "Morning CJ, 23 minutes late, Jewish juggernaut jack-knifed at Jarrow!".

We have flexitime so it's actually almost impossible to be late.

Paul said...

I think my staff think we operate flexitime. What gets me is that their watches are five minutes slow in the morning but five minutes fast at night - I mean how does that happen?

Name Witheld said...

What happens is that they work so hard for you that their body heat causes components in their watches to malfunction and display the wrong time!!! :-)