My collection of wise, and not so wise, postings

Monday, 22 October 2012

To lead and be led...


Being a leader must be very difficult: You have to make decisions and have the last say in matters which concern others. Not only people, but also the place, environment and standard they find themselves in.

At the most basic level, a leader is someone who leads other. A leader is a person who has a vision, a drive and a commitment to achieve that vision, and the skills to make it happen. You make things change (hopefully to the better) and function, and you make it all happen by loyal subordinates, who have the qualifications needed to get the job done.
If one, or more, of those postulations are lacking, you really have a hard time trying to be a leader. Simply because you are not... at least not the leader you ought to be.

If I were to call a meeting, and the people to attend agreed to both time and place, I would expect them to be present and prepared. Regardless if it is a parents committee meeting at my children’s school, the team at work or some charity work group.
Efficient meetings have an agenda, and the agenda has significanse to the job instruction. In other words: to participate in those meetings is part of what you are paid, or signed up, to do.

Ever participated in one of those meetings with no agenda? To me they come across as pretty meaningless because nobody really knows what they are supposed to have opinions on, or what to check on beforehand.
I get so frustrated when grown ups expect me to waste time on meetings which often end up as a pointless exchange bazaar of recipes. I think there is a time and place for everything. If I am effective at work; well, more time to play.


Further on I would be really upset if someone brought their underaged child to the meeting, and when commented upon I got the answer that they all totally accepted the child’s presense. I may be totally wrong about this, but I think there are issues which are adult problems and worries... just like I believe there are activities that apply to adults only.
In addition I would be really upset if the participants just popped by for a few minutes, especially if that participant was the head of department...


To be a leader means you would just tell the rude, totally unengaged head of department to sit down and participate.
Tell the parent of that child to find somewhere else for the child to be during the meeting.
If the emloyee takes his liberty to consider your meeting unimportant or insignificant there should be some kind of consequence. There must be fait in the understanding that the leader knows, and act, according to the workplace's and the emplyees'  best interest. We are not very good at anarchy, you see.

Do what a leader is supposed to do: take charge! And demand they act according to the responsibilities they have in their job. (Reading this I do understand why I could easilly come across as a rigid nerd..)
Just like the leader. The leader is responsible for every call he or she makes (at least that is what we expect he or she does...  That being said; I notice that lately being the best at blaming others, has been the goal.)
Even more so;The scary part is that he or she is even more responsible for the desisions not being made.

Every day I teach classes of teenage boys. They do not really want to be there, they just want to get done with it. Get their education and get on with their lives. I consider myself a leader. I have learned through trials and failures, and I have been trained in classroom management. I know what it takes to be a leader.
When people hear I am a teacher, I usually get the “Oh, that must be hard. How do you cope? Do you get their attention?”
Yes, I do! Because my students know what I expect of them. They know I prepare classes where they are to learn things which are, and will be, important for them. I do not just muck about. Time is precious and we do not waste time just to make time pass.
The difference between being a friend and being friendly is huge!

I would expect grown ups, with important jobs, to have the same respect and attitude to their work as my students do to theirs. When they come to us, they may not be quite there, but it does not take long untill they are on board.

In private I am no control freak. I probably am one of the most disorganized and distracted person I know of.
But when at work, I am given a responsibility which I am paid to act out. My time and my person belongs to my employer. If I do not do my job it is like buying carrots in a store and go home with a bag full of chocolates. Very nice (and everybody who knows me can relate to this analogy, cause I just adore chocolate!), but not all that suitable for dinner... except for dessert, perhaps.
The thing is; if we only eat desserts, all the time, we end up being unhealthy and unfit for fight.

I wonder if many leaders, with great cvs, let their subordinates run their own comfortable show, eating desserts.

Friday, 19 October 2012

a shopping phenomenon...

I really don’t like shopping. I just get too frustrated when things do not fit or I can’t find what I am looking for. The endless search, wandering from shop to shop, tax my energy and patience.


...proves women have more fun....?
 I know that many, if not most, go shopping for recreational reasons. They wander about in shopping centres and small boutiques, just to scout for something nice which could be added to their wardrobe, home or workshop. They spend several blessed hours considering buying that one perfect item. They study every interesting object and consider design, fit, colour and brand just to make sure it matches what they already have. Or, they wonder what else they should get to match this new purchase.

It must be wonderful to forget about time and chores and just shuffle about, with no specific direction in mind, other than what catches your eyes.
Some have specific shops they just have to check out, because they feel the style or image of that place fits their lifestyle.
Some have no other goal than to discover the ultimate bargain, others want another item of a certain brand. Maybe another screwdriver, the 184th of an ongoing  increasing collection, is what feels absolutely necessary to get hold of.

For the most part I shop online, but now and again it is necessary for me to go to a store and get what I need. Yes: need.
I have promised myself that while my project on getting rid of clutter in my house is in progress, I am not going to buy anything which does not serve the purpose of creating order.
However, there are exeptions, and one store I take time to slow down and observe people, is IKEA.

Even though IKEA has expanded their  range of goods to include note pads, bags, shower gels, bathrobes and other “have got to get”  items, they mostly deal in rather dominating things. Things and furniture that will make an impact in your household.

As I walk through the store, deliberately not picking up a shopping cart (without the cart I have to pass by quite a few intriguing things I deep in my heart knows are totally useless, but nevertherless intriguing then and there), I see people filling up their shopping carts with this and that... and a few of those.
Huge piles of glasses and pillows and another basket (to store what you bought today) and a fancy lamp to light up a corner (which doesn’t really have space enough for the lamp) and weird looking twigs to decorate the hallway; twigs which will nab the jackets and coats to everyone passing through the entrance door... but they look nice, once you have put them back on display.

I find the thought of people paying attention to the look and comfort of their home quite pleasant. The sense of taste is really outstanding, for most people, and when the price is affordable; they seem to find pleasure in making their surroundings look the best they can.

Now, IKEA do have full kits to equip a room, (luckily not everybody choose these options, or we would end up having a million homes looking the same, without any personality shown) but you still need to deside to get it, purchase it, bring it home with you and put it on display.

So, by the insane number of people shopping there, I take it that noone mind the prices, the design, the colours, the compatible capacities of the items, sometimes even the lack of useful qualities... what I do hear a lot when slowly walking by customers is: “Wow, that looks cool! Where could I put it? Where can I make room for this chair/table/vitrine...?”
And next time I see them, they are handling a shopping cart AND a shopping trolley. By now they do not only have a pile of items in one cart, but they also have a mysterious number of unwieldy, really heavy, flat cardboard boxes on the trolley.

When at IKEA,  noone really gives a thought to what consequences their buy will have. They pay, stop by the sweets and treats counter, to get a soft ice, a cheap pizza or hotdog... with soft drink. Happy, knowing they have been temporarily distracted.

How to get room for everything in the car is not really important... It is easy to borrow a trailer. For free...

What I do notice, though, is how many out there who complain. Not about the items, but about the disturbing outbursts of frustration which occures, when everything is to be mounted.