Sunday, October 30, 2011
Beating my chest
I want to scream and kick my feet and chuck a wobbly. I've said this before and I'm still sure there's a valid need to release the frustration I feel by throwing a tantrum.
Locking horns definition - if two people lock horns, they argue about something. Etymology: based on the literal meaning of two fighting animals such as deer whose horns lock together.
Sixteen year old son and father - yes I can see the comparison
I'm sure that Alan Joyce is probably wanting to throw a screaming, kicking tantrum at the moment as well. He's the potential idiot CEO from Qantas - well at the very least he's one of the most unpopular people on the planet at the moment. I have a vague idea of the facts of this whole Qantas drama, the industrial action and the subsequent shutdown of the entire Qantas airline. The thing is, I don't give a hoot.
What I am concerned about is that our consultants on the project probably won't be flying in tomorrow due to an inability to get a flight into Adelaide. How we deal with the scheduled workshop they're meant to be facilitating is something we will deal with tomorrow. We are somewhat powerless to do anything this afternoon.
I also have the little unanswered question of how any person in this world can actually do anything to justify an annual $5.1M paycheck. Mr Alan Joyce, how can this be serious? This man has made a judgement call which is costing the company $20M a day and is not only damaging the company and wreaking havoc on travellers worldwide, but which also has the potential to totally destroy the Australian economy.
What I do know is that there's a lot of emotion and power play involved in this industrial fight, much the same as the chest thumping occuring in my house at the moment. Is there a right or wrong - in some cases it only depends on which side of the fence you're sitting. I think the reality is that we lose track of the original source of disagreement and everything gets blown out of proportion.
It becomes a battle to be right, to prove who's in control rather than finding an answer to the original problem at hand so that everyone comes out with a workable solution. That's in essence how wars occur isn't it? It's about power and control, and a whole mess of other contributing influences and no I don't plan to lessen the horror of war in this post.
It has long been documented that humans -- particularly, it has to be noted, men -- exhibit more subtle yet nonetheless unmistakable physical signs to try and assert their self-perceived alpha status, much like the chest thumping gorilla or chimpanzee who is aiming to assert their dominance. Does any of this sound familiar?
Well I guess I've probably got you thinking and I've at least released some of my frustration. Tomorrow also looks set to be an interesting day at work (I'll probably get to witness some more chest thumping) They're also drilling one hundred plus dyna bolts into the concrete floor on the ground level of our 'open plan' building for a new fast tracked interactive display area. I'm sure this will be entirely conducive to a calm day at work.
Have a great week all, I'm going to go and practice some more chest thumping so I can be more arrogant and knowledgeable.
Laugh when you can, apologise when you should, and let go of what you can't change. Kiss slowly, play hard, forgive quickly, take chances, give everything and have no regrets. Life's too short to be anything
Posted by Fiona Biedermann