Wednesday, 13 May 2009

The Tower of Ryan


We have such a diverse group of nationalities in the office that we have had to introduce a lingua franca rule. Muttered (or otherwise) conversations in shared languages which no-one else can understand are forbidden, for fear or creating an atmosphere of paranoia. As if!

I mean, even when we speak the same bloody lingo, the chances of misunderstanding are manifold. Take this simple sentence:

"Roger, can you please ask one of your guys to replace a defective light fitting. This is especially urgent as the member of staff who reported it (two weeks ago, for feck's sake!) has a sight defect and is finding it difficult to perform his duties without fully functional lighting."

I'm sure you will agree that this is not a particularly ambiguous request. Neither is it difficult to comply with. Unless your name is Roger, when it becomes somehow embroiled in the national and international effort to reduce the carbon footprint - dependent upon receiving a report into lux levels versus kilowatt hour production. I swear to god that the phrase 'wading through treacle' was invented for large organisations, and it is incredibly frustrating to deal with on a day-to-day basis. Nothing ever goes away, and you seem to be struggling to resolve issues which you thought had been put to bed days, weeks, months, or even years ago.

For the same reasons, I wholeheartedly support the campaign to canonise Ryan. Especially if immolation precedes it.

1 comment:

ronaldo42 said...

dont think Giggsy should be nighted but he should be Sir.