Or why the place that Skippy works is on the express train to hell-no local stops. To understand why-lets review some ancient mythological history:
The old satyr had been drinking wine and had wandered away drunk, later to be found by some Phrygian peasants, who carried him to their king, Midas (alternatively, he passed out in Midas’ rose garden). Midas recognized him and treated him hospitably, entertaining him for ten days and nights with politeness, while Silenus delighted Midas and his friends with stories and songs.
On the eleventh day, he brought Silenus back to Dionysus in Lydia. Dionysus offered Midas his choice of whatever reward he wished for. Midas asked that whatever he might touch should be changed into gold.
Midas rejoiced in his new power, which he hastened to put to the test. He touched an oak twig and a stone; both turned to gold. Overjoyed, as soon as he got home, he ordered the servants to set a feast on the table. “So Midas, king of Lydia, swelled at first with pride when he found he could transform everything he touched to gold; but when he beheld his food grow rigid and his drink harden into golden ice then he understood that this gift was a bane and in his loathing for gold, cursed his prayer” (Claudian, In Rufinem). In a version told by Nathaniel Hawthorne in A Wonder-Book for Girls and Boys (1852), Midas found that when he touched his daughter, she turned into a statue as well.
Now, Midas hated the gift he had coveted. He prayed to Dionysus, begging to be delivered from starvation. Bacchus heard, and consented; he told Midas to wash in the river Pactolus.
Midas did so, and when he touched the waters, the power flowed into the river, and the river sands turned into gold. This explained why the river Pactolus was so rich in gold, and the wealth of the dynasty claiming Midas as its forefather no doubt the impetus for this aetiological myth. Gold was perhaps not the only metallic source of Midas’ riches: “King Midas, a Phrygian, son of Cybele, first discovered black and white lead”.
Midas, now hating wealth and splendor, moved to the country and became a worshipper of Pan, the god of the fields and satyrRoman mythographers asserted that his tutor in music was Orpheus.
In other words be careful what you wish for-for you may surely get it. And so, my friends, the great and powerful General, being of the same age as many of the people he commanded-decided that his work force was too old, and too overpaid-decided then and there to take a system that was not broken and offered his agency a wealth of experience and changed it. This began his organization’s transformation down the road to mediocrity.
Which Scott Adams has chronicled nicely:
And that, my dear friends, is the world I have to look forward to. ( For the short term at least).
Get back to work!
My other world is not full of people creating entire careers based around the description, annotation, charting, organization, graphical representation, implementation-framework constructions, Gannt (sic) chart work flow delegation functionality pathway facilitation of work, but not doing the actual work itself, whilst, as result of their actions, simply adding tasks to the people who are supposed to be doing the actual work, without giving them any extra time in their day to do it, but attaching a heavily-implied performance assessment importance to these tasks, thereby causing them to become more stressed, squeeze the actual work-time down to a minimum, and do a worse job, which in turn will bring more distracting and irrelevant performance measurement tasks down on them , thus initiating a vicious cycle of pointlessness which could make them all first up against the wall when the revolution comes…
that is, if the revolution didn’t bring in a consultant.
Forgot the link: http://expatatlarge.blogspot.com/2011/02/root-my-other-bumper-sticker-is.html
“The beatings will continue until morale improves……… In the meantime, your reward will be lack of punishment.. ” (signed) – The Management.