Bawling in front of the lady at the counter (a history of PMS)

News 26 September, 2017
  • Catherine Dorion

    Monday, 25 September, 2017 22:49

    UPDATE
    Monday, 25 September 2017 23:09

    Look at this article

    I between the district office : cool, no queue.

    I want a sticker for my car. I learn that I live on the boundary between two parking areas. I note with strong displeasure that the area that gives on my back alley is not the one that I assign : my sticker does not allow me to park in front, direct on my street, except that my street is in the works for several more months.

    I can imagine suddenly, in full pre-menstrual syndrome, unload the kids, bags of groceries, and walk several street corners in the snow, repeating : “Enwèyez, go ahead, girls, I want to go “, I can see myself doing breaths to not spend the grocery bags there and go home to great strides in telling them to organize themselves, I’m not a slave to be waiting like this with the bags that I cut the joints while they eat snow and roll in it by saying, ” we are penguins ok? “” NOOOOON it is NOT penguins-we are seals!!! “” OOOOOH why you want to never be of PINGOUIIIIINS it is boring (eat casually in the snow) “.

    – Ah, but this area that you give me, it doesn’t work pantoute, my street is in the works and I have to park here or here (I indicates on the map of the streets in the other area). I can’t be the thumbnail of the other area?

    – No, unfortunately.

    Hey, I’m just PMS. Before the madame, I have the heart that greenhouse and I’m on the edge of bawling. I have a desire childish as the madam have mercy on me but it was useless, she has no power, it shows in her face that she is only asking for proof of residence and make you pay with the titus machine.

    I ask without any real hope of issues innocent :

    – Parking enforcement officers, they do not accept the tile 21 at the beginning of the zone 23?

    – Noooo. Unfortunately. (Smile that wants to say : oh lady, you are cute with your question.)

    – Why they do not create areas of mixed? On the streets located in the limits between two areas, they could write on the signs ” Parking for 60 min, except for parking permit holders 21 and 23 “? Seems to Me, it would be very simple to make, it, non?

    – Hahaha. (No other form of response. Yeah. This proposal is so radical, it is, of course, I joke, see.)

    – And you can’t get a waiver from the City to have the thumbnail of the other area?

    – No… Otherwise it would be really complicated, a lot of people would ask…

    I will stop here. I see that I am working for nothing on this poor girl. But I want to scream ” JUST, if plenty of people asked, would this not be an indication that it is necessary to license something, anyway? It is not supposed to work for us, the City, *&%$?$#%? And why it would be complicated, right? POURQUOIIII? “

    Good, I’ll make it not a national campaign, this is a detail, car parking areas, in the life of a people. And the girl at the counter, it is not her who has the controls. But, those behind, who, the commands, how they have arranged it so flat, the day when they sat down to write the regulation of parking zones? How is it that creativity is the most elemental, the one that explodes in my head at the minute where I fall on the map of the zones, how it it is not up to those who have the power to make life of everyone easier and more fun?

    I remember this friend who had maintained for months at his job on the edge of burn-out because all of his ideas were hitting the heavy indolence of the staff that surrounded him. She worked in a local library and had imagined, with his usual energy, some projects of improvement, creation, something that can give him the impression that his work would make a difference in the lives of the users. But it was said to him on each level of the hierarchy that she could sit back down, that everything was much more complicated than she thought. She made us read the email exchanges, it was so pathetic : potatoes installed much too high in the hierarchy that, before such a manifestation of personal initiative on the part of an employee, felt threatened in their self-esteem. It was a no-brainer dirt. She has followed the advice of our band of friends, and she has resigned from this mouroir.

    It makes me think of a gem of a little book anonymous that sells innovations in bookstores these days, ” Thoughts for working days “, written by a public servant who does not want to recognize. A small taste :

    SEARCH young talent, a visionary, and a leader in its field, results-oriented, to join our team
    so that he has to blow of the administrative process,
    budget rules heavy and inconsistent,
    a human resources management inconsequentially,
    for the exhaust in a few years,
    do this from burn-out,
    him to refuse his application for disability benefits,
    and then ultimately forget its existence.

    Creativity
    Quality is inherent to any employee who is lost in proportion to the number of permissions that are hierarchical that is required of him when he offers to do something new.

    The one and only reason why your best employees quit
    You have never realized that they were good.
    And this,
    in spite of your seminars, your lakes-to-the-shoulder, your ongoing training, your programs for managers with experience, your plans, organizational changes, your strategic planning, your eight key areas of attraction and retention of labour, your consultants$ 185 an hour which give courses at the HEC part-time, your report on the organizational capacity, your risk management plan, your principles of good corporate governance, your program of employer of choice, your gala of appreciation your program of reconciliation of work and family, your protocol for assigning bonuses to exceptional yields, your pay equity plan, your more than 1% of payroll is given in training, during sports and nutrition on the lunch hour, and your equipment on the cutting edge of technology.

    When I think that my mother brought me into the world in pain and love… And for me, that is what I do with this beautiful gift that is life?
    (What I think of when I’m in a meeting).

    It happens to me to fix my computer without moving
    nor do anything.
    Pis be paid the same.

    (It may be that we will all end…?)