Not sprouts! I hate sprouts.
- Jul 30, 2005
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When I worked in education there was a culture of complaining, even the most trivial thing which could have been dealt with quickly face-to-face would instead become an official complaint to senior management. Of course, all those complaints would be aimed at causing maximum trouble for those right on the lower rung of the ladder.They are just bullies. They like to pick on people who can't answer back. A woman I know with a cafe says she has had one woman coming in for years who just complains about everything all the time. But she still keeps coming!
One lecturer, in particular, was a nightmare - always cancelling classes because:
The blinds were at the wrong angle - official complaint about the janitors.
She had 18 students but there were 20 seats in the room which caused a distraction - official complaint about the janitors.
A lamp in an OHP popped, didn't bother contacting technicians as it's not her place to tell us how to do our jobs and we "should have known" - official complaint about technicians.
Someone in the house across the street had a red car in their driveway - red is an angry colour and distracted her. Security staff told her they had no authority to tell the owner to move their car - official complaint about security staff.
I was chatting to our new Dean about the OHP complaint - the Dean's response was to tell her "It may have escaped your attention but I don't fix projectors, the technicians do and they do it very efficiently so there is no need to cancel any classes."
The Dean also said to me how it was funny that around 80% of her class cancellations always seemed to occur on a Friday and she would be so upset she would have to go home.
That was nipped in the bud and she decided to go back to teaching in schools - lasted one term and retired.
We also had one janitor who would report people for actually doing their jobs and again it was a complaint right to the top so all the shit would trickle down.
Manager: I've just had the head of the department on the phone because the college secretary said the janitor said he saw you in a classroom up a ladder at one of the projectors. What were you doing?
Me; Fixing the projector like you told me to.
I love retirement