Thursday, September 27, 2012

I'm not a psycho!

Two days ago at work, a person who is subordinate to me, flatly and to my face, refused to follow a fairly simple directive that I gave.

What I did:

I screamed at him in front of everybody, pulled him aside and told him that he can follow my orders or he can leave.  We had a long chat afterwards, in which I made my position clear, and shook hands at the end.

What I didn't do:

Create pain and suffering for everybody at work and their descendants, including the pets, send them off somewhere to be tortured, flood the workplace to kill everybody inside, and use the excuse, "It's a fallen workplace."  This is the way the fictional character Yahweh handled it, according to the story.  Do you know why I didn't do that?  Because I'm not a fucking psycho!