Work Is Love Made Visible

I remember being terrified of speech class and I mean really terrified, although I'm good at hiding that. Any introvert would feel that, I think.  And I specially hate extemporaneous speech sessions where you draw a topic on the spot and you are expected to deliver an impromptu speech for three minutes.  Imagine, wracking your brains on what to say and you're given a few seconds  to prepare and gather your thoughts and wits and stand up in front of the class and deliver those words in a way that would somehow make sense.  Of course, that's assuming you have an idea on the topic.  Otherwise, you utter some few incomprehensible thoughts for a few seconds before you suddenly turn red with embarrassment as you wait out the remaining time, in front of the whole class.  

I was mulling over work life earlier in the day.  And I guess those speech classes still have their post traumatic effects on me after more than two decades hahaha!  When I think about work, this line from one of my speeches always pops out:  

On Getting Creative

Image by Smokedsalmon @ FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I must say, it's a productive day at work today.  My mind is churning, and it's not because I'm trying to write an article...well, at least not until now.  I've been busier than usual.  And I'm glad I can use my writing skills (whatever that may be) not just for blogging, but for something that's relevant to my work.  

{Five Minute Friday}: Fly

Every Friday, writers, mostly women, link up at Lisa-Jo's place to share their thoughts on the week's word prompt.  Today, the word is: FLY.  We have 5 minutes to write about that word without over thinking, over editing and just enjoy the freedom of writing.  I've set the timer many times and I always go beyond 5 minutes, but I do try to write in as short a time as possible and that is usually anywhere from 15-20 minutes.  Ready?

Exercising Restraint in the Workplace

Sulking

Have you ever had breakfast while you are simmering or stewing in anger and you're trying to keep the anger from spewing like hot molten lava?  I just did, this very morning.  It was not an easy feat, I assure you.  Exercising restraint is not for the weak at heart.  But it's something I had to do to prevent from hurting people's feelings even if I felt slighted.

Intolerable Behavior in the Work Place

In a fit of uncontrolled anger, a man lost his job today.  Why was he angry?  I don't know.  He was probably  stressed to the hilt, with debts piling up and family problems rising like flood.  All these things may have been too much for his already fogged up mind and the slightest provocation sends his temper soaring sky-high.

Except that, I didn't provoke this person.  I merely performed my duties as his supervisor with all the considerations I could possibly accord him.  But as I try to discuss things with him, he flared up as if it's my fault that I caught him sleeping while on duty and I had no right to chastise him.

Office Woes: I'm Not the Villain

Julia, a photo by martinak15 on Flickr.

I've been brooding about this since last week but I momentarily forgot about it during the long weekend.  But now that I am back at work, I am once again reminded of this unfortunate event at work.  I can't really go into so much details.  Overview of the matter is that I gave instructions to junior supervisors on both work shifts and I expected that since they are supervisors, they could already understand the logic of things and I do not have to repeat myself.  Add to that is they agreed to cascade the information to the people reporting under them. I ended up repeating the same instruction a third time because apparently, one group complied and the other didn't, which gave rise to some people saying that I am biased.  

Discipline in the Workplace

thinking, a photo by soulfish on Flickr.

Some people just don't care that much about rules.  We meet that kind of people everywhere we go.  It just so happens that a lot of them were probably herded here, where I work.  And it is my misfortune that they are sort of under me.  Phew! I kind of feel like a police officer sometimes, or a drill sergeant, or maybe a prison warden?

Supervising workers is much like taking care of children.  Well, sort of.  Sometimes though, it's the kind of "kids" that gives "parents" a considerable amount of head ache and heart palpitations coupled with spiking blood pressure. Challenging huh?  Well, it is! More so because we are not talking here about children but adults who are supposed to have the maturity level we can expect from adults.

I Missed The Solar Eclipse

Hinode Observes 2011 Annular Solar Eclipse, a photo by NASA Goddard Photo and Video on Flickr.

How could I have missed the solar eclipse this morning?  Actually, I didn't know there was going to be one.  I wasn't able to watch the news (when do I ever do that?) or surf the net yesterday.  Also, I was again in a rush to go to work.  I woke up late.  Call it the Monday blues.  I just wasn't ready to part with my soft pillow this morning.  Ever since the weather became cooler, I found it harder to get up early in the morning.