Why you don’t want robots – Manage A Smile
This links in pretty well with my previous post, and it’s intetesting on it’s own (and far better written than the BBC article)
Facebook | BBC NEWS | England | Essex | Facebook remark teenager is fired
Hmm. This does raise some interesting questions, on both sides. For example, if she dislikes the job that much, why stay there? Certainly money is an issue, but if you’re 16 shouldn’t you be trying to find something that you actually like to do rather than locking yourself into the mindset of money being more important than hapiness?
Conversely, far from firing her, the company ought to take this as an opportunity to look at how they use their employees – how many of them feel the same way as she does? If they do, they’re hardly likely to say it now! Maybe they’re underestimating the skills of their employees, underustilising their skills, and leaving them bored. Wouldn’t it be better to step outside the comfort zone a bit and give them a challenge? Maybe?
And then there’s the issue of understanding the consiquences of your actions. If her boss had heard her say it, she would probably still face consiquences.
I have a policy whereby I won’t put online anything that I wouldn’t say to my boss. I’m quite happy pointing out the flaws of how Jessops treats its staff on my blog, because it’s all stuff I said to my manager while in the shop.
People, as a rule, do not like to be surprised. And we take things personally even when we know it’s nothing to do with us. So, yes, firing someone for an off-hand comment online? Complete overkill, especially since she apparently never mentioned which company it was. Companies panic about things being online, and rightly so in my opinion – Because in ten years time, someone somewhere may well come across a negative comment someone made about them, and it could hurt them. This applies to all of us.
You can argue that, had she said it down the pub and her boss had overheard, then the recriminations would have been nowhere near as severe and you would probably be right. Because while one or two people might remember it, once it’s said, it’s gone. Not so much with the internet. Once it’s there, it’s there for good.
There are so many what-ifs about this case, I don’t have a solution. I don’t think you deserve to be fired for saying that you were bored at work – I love my job, but sometimes, yeah, I get a bit bored sometimes. It’s not a crime.
I understand their argument that it’s a smal company and having everyone work together happily is important, but it’s also illogical. No group of people are all going to get on all the time; humans just don’t work like that. I don’t think commenting that you’re bored at work would create massive rifts int he department; it’s just not that much of a big deal. Perhaps if they’d been on her account and found out that she’s a Nazi supporter, etc, etc, then yeah. I get how that might make an uncomfortable office enviroment. Bored, no. Nazi, yes. See the difference?
I’m a bit 50/50 about the whole “I’m only 16” argument. On the one hand, yes, it’s been proven that until about 20 your brain is going though massive changes which can effect your judgement and your perceptions. On the other, if you’re working in an enviroment with adults and being treated as their equal, you probably need to consider what that means, and then show that you’re trying to act like it. You don’t need to succede, but you’ll get major points for trying.
All in all, I think that I agree with Brendan Barber in his comment that companies need to develop a thicker skin in regards to social networking, while also making their employees aware of their policy towards it.
If the company clearly stated that they don’t tolerate negative comments on social networking sites and that any such comment would result in instant dismissal, do you think she would have done it?
The animation swtiches. It’s designed that way. It’s a trick to see how many people fall for it/don’t pay attantion long enough to notice.
It did the rounds of the NLP-type circuit almost a year ago.
The Right Brain vs Left Brain
If you see the dancer turning clockwise, you use more of the right side of your brain. If counter-clockwise, the left. I can only see it clockwise.
Apparently most people would see this as counter-clockwise.
LEFT BRAIN FUNCTIONS
words and language
present and past
math and science
knows object name
RIGHT BRAIN FUNCTIONS
“big picture” oriented
symbols and images
present and future
philosophy & religion
can “get it” (i.e. meaning)
knows object function
I am still alive. Tumblr has taken over my life, and I have posted several things to it which, in light of the fact that you cannot f-lock a tumblr and the fact that it uploads uptomatically to my facebook, I should probably have written here instead.
I don’t know, I’m an idiot.
My life has mostly been taken up with my new job for the last month, which it really shouldn’t be since I only work two days a week, and for which I can only blame myself adn my inability to just let things go already. Basically, Ihave designed a database that I can use when I go around being official and auditing things in April. Which was great, my boss loved it, yadda yadda etc. The problem starts, really, when I sat down to actually make it.
I am not good with excel. What I know of excel I have taught to myself out of a need to not go to my Key Skills IT classes when I was at HHC, for fear or murdering the teacher. The database I designed needs quite complicated things. Like, calculating VAT and then adding the vat to the total order only if a certain column is marked ‘N’. Or not removing the total for an order from the sites budget if the “bought by patient?” column has a ‘Y’ marked in it. And of course, the site budgets are on another sheet. Because I cannot make things easy for myself. No, that would make sense.
So there’s that.
Last week I was distracted from even my holy quest to the font of excel knowledge by the fact that Lauras Art & Soul exhibition was on Friday and Saturday, and I had to get up at 8.30 both days to be there on time to set up/open. And I had to talk to a lot of people on Saturday. It did not help my undying hatred of the generally unwashed public. By the end of it I was a bit twirly, and acting a bit drunk, as I tend to get when exposed to huge sensory overload. But it was good fun. I look forward to next year, although if it ends up being a 3-day thing like is being planned, someone may need to pry me off the ceiling at the end.
Also, don’t let me drink six litre of diet coke like I did this time. That was bad.
The other thing that’s been taking up my time recently is the writing bug that bit me a few weeks ago. I blame work, honestly. When I’m forced to only really do left-brain, organisational, thinky things for significant preiods of time, it responds with stories.
Which means that in less than two weeks I’ve managed to write just under 8,000 words in Word, and 30 A5 pages in my notebook.
Reaching Out (via cerys jones)
My dad bought me mini haribo and the little heart gave me this idea.
I’m in a weird mood.
Maybe it’s because two of my friends’ relationships broke up recently. Maybe it’s because I’m failing to write a relationship properly in my book. Maybe it’s because I’m figuring out what I want but have no idea how to find it.
What does it mean to be an adult? What is ‘adult behaviour’ –
does it even exist?
How do we define adulthood? Is it a legal age, a mental age, a
way of life? Is it forsaking your dreams for the dreams of
In a culture that fetishises youth and beauty, does the concept
of ‘adult’ even apply anymore?
In order to be an adult, do you have to work a 9-5 job even
though it leaves you no time to do what you love every day?
Must you be tied down by debt, mortgages, credit cards, car
payments? Do you have to have a house, a partner, 2.4 children?
Does it just mean taking responsibility for yourself, your own
Why do we, as a society, feel the need to work ourselves into
the ground just so that we can afford ‘stuff’, at the expense
of our physical and mental health?
Does it mean taking time to see things for other peoples point
of view, considering their feelings before acting?
I don’t know.
How do you define adult behaviour?
How do you define childish behaviour?
Which one makes you happier?
Should there be a distinction?
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-2-22)
115/365 (via cerys jones)
Get this shit…
Clearly this guy has never been a proper caffiene addict.
Admittedly, not having my early morning caffiene fix doesn’t make me act like an asshole, it just makes me act like myself. On speed. And insanity. With the crazy babbling, and the insane ideas.
This mornings was zombies handing out pamphlets which read “ACCEPT THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE INTO YOUR BRAINS TODAY.” The pamphlets may possibly have been scrawled in blood.
And I may have done a little mime to illustrate this concept.
I think my poor mother -who was driving me to work at the time- might have wished it did make me asshole-ish. Then she wouldn’t have had an hour of my insanity.
… I forget what my point was…
Now THIS is a Camera
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-2-15)
We have a ‘strategic’ plan. It’s called doing things.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-2-8)
…My heart’s in Accra » Elizabeth Gilbert: Genius and how we ruin it
This… ‘stuff’? Oh… ok. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select out, oh I don’t know, that lumpy blue sweater, for instance, because you’re trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don’t know is that that sweater is not just blue, it’s not turquoise, it’s not lapis, it’s actually cerulean. You’re also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar De La Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves St Laurent, wasn’t it, who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of 8 different designers. Then it filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic casual corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and so it’s sort of comical how you think that you’ve made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you’re wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room. From a pile of stuff.
‘Miranda Priestly’ Meryl Streep, The Devil Wears Prada (via sallyreynolds)
I . Love. This. Film. That is all.
Having a camera makes you a photographer like having a calculator makes you a mathematician.
The Camera Flash Experiment (via ImprovEverywhere)
“For our latest mission, 700 agents lined the length of the Brooklyn Bridge a week before its 125th birthday. In the rain and cold we created a wave of camera flashes across the bridge from Brooklyn to Manhattan. Enjoy the video below and then read on for the report and tons of photos.”
How to Shoot (Photographs) Like A Terrorist
I can’t quite get my head around the “counter-Terrorism Act 2008”. Why the fuck, may I politely ask, do we still need “counter-terrorism” legislation, let alone NEW counter-terrorism legislation. The last terrorist attack on this country was four fucking years ago now. Show me some hard proof of a current, realistic threat, and we’ll talk.
I don’t have a problem giving up some level of civil liberties- the price of freedom is security, and so the price of safety is you freedom. It’s a delicate balance. Go too far one way and you have anarchy- too far in the other and you end up with a dictatorship. I’m thinking that at this point, we could do with a swing towards anarchy for a while, especially when laws as vague as this are being brought in.
We live in a society ruled by fear.
The terrorists have won.
Facebook to create market research database?
Caitlin Hayward-Tapp says: not cool. Not cool at all, Facebook.
I signed their TOS. I agreed to share my information with them. I would never, ever share personal details online that I wouldn’t happily share in real life- You won’t find my real address or home telephone number online, for example.
I don’t advertise my sexual preference, or relationship status on facebook. This is out of respect for the members of my family who are still, and probably always will be, uncomfortable with the fact that I like women just as much as I like men. This is no secret- I mean, it’s on my HR forms at work and everything.
Likewise, I don’t advertise my Aspergers Syndrome on facebook despite the fact that I have no problem with labelling myself as such. Again, it’s a point of contention with certain family members who refuse to believe that it exists, or that I have it. I find it easier to just avoid the issue.
I like advertising. Not the irritating, insidious kind like junkmail (the email junk doesn’t bother me, mail does. Go figure), but the kind that allows me to find products or services relevant to my interests [insert lolcat picture here]? Hell yes please.
If you’re worried about who knows certain things about you, I suggest that you don’t put it anywhere, ever. Online or in real life. Someone will always find it.
If you have a problem with the makers of facebook “selling out”? Deal with it or get the hell off the ship. You agreed to their terms- one of which will be along the lines of: FACEBOOK HAS THE RIGHT TO CHANGE THIS TOS WITHOUT WARNING. If they want to change it to allow them to sell your info then they can, and I don’t necessarily think that they are wrong to do so. Everyone’s gotta eat.
I’ll say it again: If this bothers you, desert now. There’s still plenty of time. But you won’t, just like you didn’t when you bitched for-fucking-ever about the new design (which is way, way better in both functionality and aesthetics).
If you keep your account then you have no right to bitch about what facebook does with said account.
Whine, and I will shut you up. With a bat.