Developmental
Thursday, January 11th, 2007 11:02 amIt’s not particularly cold, but it certainly is windy today. Even by the standards of the past couple of days it’s blowing something powerful to the extent that it was easier walking up hill this morning, rather than down.
I don’t know if the weather is involved, or whether there is some obscure holiday or festival happening, but this morning’s journey into work was one of those occasional half-empty tube days that leaves you wondering if everybody else knows something you don’t. Hopefully it will be like that tonight on the way home, too.
Today I have to write my Personal Development Plan. I hate them and they are always ignored, despite all the right-on blurb on our intranet and in the staff handbook. I don’t know who actually reads them or what the end use of them is; I know what they are supposed to be for, but the reality is so far removed from the theory that it may as well be a fairy story, or an economics degree. My particular gripe is that someone changes the system each year by just enough so that you can’t cut and paste last year’s version into the new template and run all the dates on accordingly. The gaffer is uncharacteristically enthusiastic about them (for this week at least), so the chances of me quietly “forgetting” and getting away with it are low to zero. I would put the damned thing off for a while longer, but I am not in the office tomorrow as I have to go to the hospital for various proddings.
In other news, I am toying with the concept of spending around £200 I don’t have on a leather jacket I don’t need. If you’ve ever seen Das Boot1 you will know the style I am thinking about. A search of the intarweb suggests that it is a reasonable price to pay; leather jackets/coats are not cheap, but they do last.
I am sure that someone will talk me out of it. Or not.
1Or even maybe the adventures of a certain Time Lord in his Northern incarnation…
I don’t know if the weather is involved, or whether there is some obscure holiday or festival happening, but this morning’s journey into work was one of those occasional half-empty tube days that leaves you wondering if everybody else knows something you don’t. Hopefully it will be like that tonight on the way home, too.
Today I have to write my Personal Development Plan. I hate them and they are always ignored, despite all the right-on blurb on our intranet and in the staff handbook. I don’t know who actually reads them or what the end use of them is; I know what they are supposed to be for, but the reality is so far removed from the theory that it may as well be a fairy story, or an economics degree. My particular gripe is that someone changes the system each year by just enough so that you can’t cut and paste last year’s version into the new template and run all the dates on accordingly. The gaffer is uncharacteristically enthusiastic about them (for this week at least), so the chances of me quietly “forgetting” and getting away with it are low to zero. I would put the damned thing off for a while longer, but I am not in the office tomorrow as I have to go to the hospital for various proddings.
In other news, I am toying with the concept of spending around £200 I don’t have on a leather jacket I don’t need. If you’ve ever seen Das Boot1 you will know the style I am thinking about. A search of the intarweb suggests that it is a reasonable price to pay; leather jackets/coats are not cheap, but they do last.
I am sure that someone will talk me out of it. Or not.
1Or even maybe the adventures of a certain Time Lord in his Northern incarnation…