Posted on Jun 06, 2019 into Scribbles
So, I’ve already had my thoughts on foreign labor, where I recount experience with one of the worst employer types there are to encounter. And that is to be kept in mind while reading this post, because I, god forbid, do not claim any experience herein to be worse than that. Especially because I acquired the guts to quit at my leisure, preventing myriad uncomfortable experiences.
In particular, this one time, when I worked at a self-proclaimed national leader in social research, which may have been true in terms of revenues and, given the wages offered and infrastructure provided to workers, maybe even profits. But it most certainly had nothing to do with their ability to deliver. Relying odd data collection service providers (in particular here), cooperating with equally post-zenith businesses, and suggesting that a point-and click statistical software is an industry standard (information gained before the interview), they most certainly belong to the group of 1990s businesses bounded by their CEO’s X-genner conservativism. Their name is IPSOS, and I am talking about their Czech division in particular.
After all, why would he want to break what is to him an american dream, huh? Ignorance is bliss. He is regarded highly by his employees, probably because he hires hard-pressed university students with zero prior experience, who shine with incompetence, consider their salary satisfactory for stretching themselves long past the working hours, and are used to being micromanaged by professors in the czech academic system, which is a topic of its own.
Not that I’d met him personally. Just in this recorded lecture made compulsory for everyone to watch, where he kept scolding attendees for using mobile phones during his unnecessarily long and funny wannabe monologue about something they didn’t have the capability to follow anyway. Yah, I witnessed (and raised an objection about, prior to the lecture) an approved procedure violating the principles of its content. He also let slide a presentation on corporate culture, where newcomers were instructed not to walk too loudly in the corridors, close doors as silently as possible, avoid dealing with any kind of personal stuff at work, even off-the-clock, and so on (Also knowned prior to signing a contract). To be honest, I considered not coming at all after reading through it. Not to say that our onboarding day was changed two times.
After being told that my role was very important, I was introduced to my two coordinators, the only people on the team who had the luxury of a business e-mail (I have nearly 8e353 addresses on this domain alone), one of whom was all-time-star in micromanagement even at her level of work experience that could’ve been expressed as a two-digit number of hours. Their direct superior, and what seemed to be the actual team manager, was a doctoral student of humanities with ego high up in the skies and understanding of what she was doing somewhere in a coal mine. She was the one originator of the flawed procedure, if I remember correctly. Oh boy, she did hate me when I continued pointing it out. No biggie according to them, since we all have NDAs anyway, right?
Probably the only reason why this is not as fun an article as I wanted it to be. Damnit.
So, as an innovative individual with active attitude towards my work, I developed a tool greatly simplifying the working process, expanding the company’s know-how. Nobody gave a damn, because of their inability to understand provided documentation. Or something. The superiors seemed to like it somewhat, but looked at it as dark magic, probably because it was something their IT department was incapable of creating at any point in the past, so it remained a gray-ish way of doing things. I was the only one making use of it.
And that is where the sad fact that I had no clear evidence demonstrating its efficiency boost. See, in terms of nominal performance, I was the worst on the team, especially because of my low amount of hours worked. Wonder why? I kept running around the city attending interviews. Because I knew from time soon after the recruitment that the best thing for me personally was to GTFOASAP.
Especially after I found out about intolerance and stupidity of my teammates. Because when you hear a fart, the most professional thing is to laugh. Makes having a colostomy, a device preventing any influence over this, so much easier. Just like dumb claims of your superiors (Chileans who completely lack any sense of humor whatsoever) about attention spans, and rightfully making wrong corrections (I was wrong, true. But so was he) make you feel so much more satisfied with the environment.
Anyway. Keep in mind that quitting can be good for you sometimes. Even before giving a serious chance to your employer. Because the first impressions you have about them are apparently almost always correct.
I have an awesome job now.