sorry for the mat
“You are probably wondering why I gathered you?”
So my boss said every Monday at a very ordinary meeting. “What stupidity,” I thought distantly, “we know that now you will get to the bottom of everyone in the room.” How I hate you, that guy on the left and the client for whom you have to make excuses. ”
In the evening, I scold myself for these thoughts. The leader should not say so if he wants to become … Stop. And who should I become in this company? There is no higher position, it is impossible to jump to another profession: I have too much specific knowledge that is not suitable to become a director of a company. And in general, at least someone outside the “native” organization. Continue reading
It is unlikely that anyone will remember when the taxi drivers stopped knowing the way. When the knowledge of the city ceased to be as much a part of the profession as the ability to twist the steering wheel.
When to build a route became the responsibility of the client, and the client ceased to be surprised. Is it because the former taxi drivers grew old and left the business, and new ones, almost without exception, came in their place? Or did it just coincide, and was it part of something bigger, some kind of global process?
One way or another, and the passenger could no longer expect that the car would be brought to the porch, that the driver would exit and open the door, and then the passenger would doze off in pillows or admire the views, because everything else was the driver’s care. Now the passenger had to run around the block to look for this idiot, and then be on his guard the whole trip so that this idiot did not turn where he didn’t need to, that is, work with him as a navigator, for his money, we’ll notice in brackets. It turned out that the passenger no longer buys the service, but enters into a kind of cooperation with the driver, where they, as it were, temporarily united in a team, jointly solve the problem of delivering one of them to the destination. Continue reading