Today it has been intimated to me that I am now to offer mentoring services to business.
I am sure the recipients of my advice will be immensely surprised to speak to someone who has actually run a business, given that such advice is usually given by people who have never run a business in their lives. I am also hoping to be working with seniors fairly soon, in a more social capacity, but I have not heard back yet.
I am also going to be renegotiating with a couple of people I work with at present, as I am not interested in wasting my time pretending to be something I’m not to please anyone any more. Some things are worth doing and some are not.
I do not see why I should tolerate being on the receiving end of bad management any more when I am considerably more capable than they are.
Bumped into lovely effusive man last night. I must go and interfere with his cafe.
This seems to have been the year of disconnection.
It started off with being one of the top five performers in a company of 350 and being told that unless I agreed with American right wing corporate propaganda I would not progress in the role.
When I objected to this I was terminated as ‘not being a good fit.’ I would have been with the company now if it had not been for the force feeding of badly made corporate propaganda videos from a wide variety of companies.
Let’s hope Hugo Boss doesn’t make the uniforms, kids.
This week I got a metrics warning from one company who three days later promoted me and gave me a 25% pay rise.
I recently left a very well paid position because at entry level I knew far more about the business than the manager who had been there for years, on the grounds that if I didn’t she made it very clear she was going to invent reasons for terminating me. As this year has been hard enough, I took a short cut and again returned to freelancing. She chased me out of the door shouting that she was going to report me. I replied that I had already reported her.
I was offered two jobs this week. I will probably take both of them, but in the meantime am increasingly being offered shifts on a job where I sit and do artwork whilst waiting for the work to come in.
None of the people I met in actual workplaces seemed to have any connection to each other, instead waiting like baby birds for the great wage provider to tell them what to think.
We are already in a state of fascism. People rely on the money supply and the TV to tell them what to think, and I see little in the way of resistance. This does not bode well for free thought.
The world has become entirely crazy. I was discussing this with my friend, an international political journalist in Eastern Europe this evening, and she also sees this happening. I discussed with another friend, an artist and film director, and his comment was that since 80% of the population were morons anyway, what I am slightly shocked by is actually just another 18% or so going the same way.
I think the most shocking thing of this year was sitting discussing management with a person who described themselves as senior, who agreed with my comments on what management should be but had so little to do that he was going to go ahead and ruin my career in order to show that he could fill in some paperwork.
I am, sadly, less shocked by the actions of the Staring Brats, although the effects were devastating on my life. Apparently male sexuality is so acceptable that it is entirely right and fair to destroy someone because you aren’t getting what you want and then openly admit it in writing.
I am not sure at what point people became so disconnected from themselves and others.
Themselves, because it used to be that you were entitled to be a free thinking person as long as your work was okay. Now there are a myriad of non-related work reasons for you to be abused, and there is no protection of your right to think for yourself.
Others, because at least one person this year has openly suggested that I was doing something wrong by dealing with the family commitments. The idea of the elderly as refuse to be got out of the way seems to be prevalent with stupid people. My peer group, on the other hand, have largely taken care of business, despite our declining rights and access to pensions and benefits taken for granted by the selfish and overpaid boomers, who then proceed to have the nerve to complain about the millennials, who largely share their more thoughtless views but for more impressive reasons.
I feel rather fortunate to come from a time when people still connected with each other, who regarded it as shameful to isolate others on the grounds of age, gender or race and who – shock – horror – actually saw each other in person. Perhaps it is our reliance on technology and interaction with the screen that has reinforced the glass wall?
In any case, I am feeling very confident that what I have to contribute is worthwhile, so I will be spending the near future finishing up unfinished work for Wolfe, Boris, and Little Shiva prior to doing an awful lot of writing.
I am crossing my fingers that the very serious chap hasn’t lost my number. He does know about Ina, which is rather worrisome, but we live in hope that he can see past that. It is a lot to take in, I do appreciate that, but it is mostly hard work rather than being particularly intrusive.
Well we now have a nice overview of American Venture Capitalism, which has been fun over the last few weeks.
For those who don’t understand Venture Capitalism, it takes a number of forms. Cliff Richards is actually a super-scale VC in the UK. If you want three million or so for a few days to double it, he is your man.
Venture Capitalists are a little bit like high end backgammon players, which naturally takes my fancy, having been around a bit. High end backgammon players, however, are usually a bit better at statistics.
Taking the Cannabis industry as an example, I have managed to get the views of three VCs on it. They are significantly different.
VC1 is an investor. He/she thinks that the progressive legalisation for recreational use is a sign that the world is becoming tolerant of the industry in general, and has invested over half of the current financial holdings in one of the main three players.
VC2 is taking a more cautious view, and is anxiously watching to see how many states are planning to allow it for medicinal use, presumably hoping that big pharma takes it on. It is doubtful that this is going to happen all that soon, since unlike most pharmaceuticals CBD actually helps.
VC3 is my favourite. VC3 sees the vastly overvalued stocks and goes and has a look at the ‘big’ players in Canada. VC3 notices that a $45 million dollar company is, in fact, a medium sized shed in a country with poor weather, and realises that investing in Canadian pot is the most crazy investment strategy since the dot com boom. He also notes that the market for medicinal and recreational cannabis is about a tenth of the investments made, and so there is an enormous bubble which is likely to burst. I rather like VC3.
I am aware of at least two of the ‘big’ Canadian players, and whilst they are very nice chaps, they are unlikely to be creating a vast operation in Canada, given that it is far cheaper to grow pot elsewhere. It is also unlikely that recreational cannabis is likely to become widespread due to problems with monitoring blood levels of THC. Unlike alcohol, you cannot simply look at a blood test and tell whether someone is high or not.
Also, there were significant interests in banning all hemp products from other industries, since it is very useful. Thus we can see some parallels with the oil industry and electric cars. We aren’t going to see a lot of progress with moving on from using oil when oil is still plentiful and in the hands of people who are already very rich.
So, basically when you see a nice clean-cut venture capitalist telling you about their mammoth successes, bear in mind that they are probably investing in literally hundreds of companies on the basis that maybe three of them pay off. It is a high risk, and sporadically high reward business.
A good VC will tell you that investing ten million in a guy that makes great toast, for example, is self-fulfilling because that ten million will get the guy sufficient exposure and resources to scale his toast making to the point where his business pays off, at least until he pays the interest on the ten million. If your VC tells you this upfront, however, it is still a good idea to make sure you have evaluated the toast.
The problem with banking is that it requires only followers. I am not sure how you expect to run efficiently with no leaders.
Without exception every team leader and manager I have met this year has been extremely mean spirited, thoughtless and inefficient. This is not how to run any kind of business, never mind a business where working within strict guidelines and communication is so important.
I am done with it personally, it is not the fault of any of these people that this industry is in such a cripplingly bad state.
I welcome the disruption of Brexit. It might actually force things to improve. As it stands, this is the worst run part of the UK, because it has been safe for so long.
Also, I have noticed since my hop and skip through the business, is that it is ass-backwards in terms of risk management. I am not sure why the back end is so tightly managed that nobody is either happy or capable of any initiative, and yet the front facing end, which has by far the highest cost-risk implication is run as if it is of slightly less consequence than the average wine bar.
Please do continue to take on stupid inane people who can’t see beyond the end of their nose, and take an industrial scale nosedive, because frankly this business has so much money that they actively seek ways of disposing of it. The people who benefit from this are largely very dull witted and there is no way of saving the industry as a result.
There are people starving to death in this country whilst you piss money at the nearest wall. Personally I look forward to the long awaited reset of wealth and economic reshuffle which we sorely need in the UK and the rest of the western world.
That was a nice break, I think I will go and do some real work with some real people who aren’t closet racist/sexist, closed minded twats with no life to speak of.
For the benefit of my readers, I am doing some editing as I notice my ‘type fast and throw it at you’ technique is not so good for the reader. Sorry about that, but it takes some front to put the stuff out there, so I tend to work too fast. I don’t enjoy quite a bit of what I do.
Things are pretty normal in Land of the Disposable People. They fired the first of our team yesterday. I assumed it would be me as the epicentre of potential trouble, but no, instead they went for a ferociously bright Muslim girl of 30 who is temporarily discombobulated by the fact that she is about to be forced into an arranged marriage.
She is quite difficult to have a direct conversation with because of her temporary confusion, but she has had some great jobs, so she certainly isn’t dim.
This is likely to continue for the next three months or so until they get rid of not only the team I am in, but the team they took on following it, which is even bigger, and the reason is nothing to do with our work, presentation, actions or manner.
No, the reason is that we are working for a global company, who used a global agency, who paid a global rate.
Since 2014 I have scanned the national job advertisements and there is now a significant difference, up to 100 percent in places in wages for the same job at the same company, just on the grounds of where you live in the UK.
Remarkably few people are aware of this, because most people have a significantly easier time finding work than I do.
This is because my CV indicates that I am likely to know more about the job I am doing than they do and employers do not like it. I was comparing notes with a 19 year old who tends to get the jobs I do not get, and he was horrified at the jobs I was not to be considered for.
That, however is not the point of today’s post. The point of today’s post is that diversity statistics are maintained by companies who can say that they took on at the correct ratio via an agency, and then fire them by any means they feel like, because like me, these people have no rights. This is not useful, cheap or interesting.
I was informed by a 20 something man in a heavy metal t shirt and knee length denim cargo shorts of the dress code yesterday. I did not laugh.
Explained the logo to some amused morons. They still can’t explain to me why a joyful middle aged woman is so shocking.
What the fuck are you feeding yourselves? This is an ideocracy.
I’ve never lied to a company once in the course of my life, and I am not starting now.
This is not an easy way of life. Most, if not all people lie for money. I don’t.
My reasoning being that on my father’s side I have a proud history to live up to, and the rest of the family aren’t capable of it, nor do they even know about it, because my father did not choose to tell them.
I had an induction this week indicating that I am expected to lie. I don’t plan to. The offer on the table is not particularly edifying.
Explained the situation with the staring brats, in very vague terms. They will be asking me more about this. I look forward to it. I still don’t plan to lie to them.
If Boris would care to get in touch, I am close to being free enough to be of some help if he wants. I’m very pissed off with how things are going.
Started walking again, finally after the revolting events at the Scottish Government. I just realised how horrible that place was. I was quite right to kiss them goodbye.
Anyway, from tomorrow things may look even more whacky doodle, because I cannot lie.
I think businesses who ask their staff to lie to them deserve to fail.
We get to Saturday night this week before I can start work, mainly because I spent any available breaks this week ahem working. Went to Broomhill and got a couple of coffees from Kothel to celebrate.
The shoes are at stage one, the handbag collection has grown, I have several sources of inspiration so there will be a number of new styles developing, plus some unfinished work.
Unsurprising Habits of Unsuccessful people is very popular with heavy duty writers, so we have a rather unexpected hit on our hands. Not a huge number of downloads, but certainly critical acclaim. I have created a mug to celebrate, and once I have my tax situation sorted out, hopefully this evening, I will be doing mugs for all the covers. You can find it on the free books page, and the mug is available from my store on etsy.
It is most interesting seeing the effects of trauma first hand.
I am currently working with someone else who was put off the last banking project, and she is completely unaware that she has been replaced for no reason other than money squandering.
She remembers it as a fantastic place, with great money – she was clearly on the winning team at one point, as she actually got some overtime, and she also got some actual training at some point. It is fascinating to see from this just how much trauma I experienced from that episode.
I do not know if she was on the same shift, I dimly recognise her, but I think I probably only saw her on her overtime days, which is probably why she is a) happy because she would have been getting an outrageous sum per day on those days and b) not traumatised because she had no extensive experience of the Staring Brats.
Needless to say, I do not wish to discuss it with her, which is going to be awkward as apparently we are all to be on the same team for the forseeable future.
Trauma colors everything. You remember different things than when you are left alone.
It is not okay to have somebody staring at you for 12 hours at a time, keeping control of your wages although he is not your team leader, and poisoning every breath you take because he just cannot manage a conversation.
It is not okay to put a person like that in charge of people. I was not the only person he did this to. In fact my non-friend, that didn’t bother to let me know the story with Staring Brat 2 had to be pep talked into not walking out more than once because she was getting similar treatment in terms of the staring.
Anyway, this chick that I’m working with has no idea that her contract has just been terminated for no reason other than some poor management strategy that involves bleeding a major financial institution for as much money as possible for the next year or so. In fact they have just had their contract lengthened, so presumably there is some reason that they don’t like having money.
Most interesting, and a lesson in letting go of trauma as fast as you can, because it literally makes you physically ill.
So right now I am working hard on the affordable range for ebay, the shoes, and the Supermix project.
I am planning to release Supermix in stages, and in small amounts. This is for two reasons, one is that it is in test marketing phase, and I want to iron out any potential problems before any significant outlay, and the second is that I want to talk to Wolfe about my supply chain when the game is finished, since I am rather confident that he will have significant input on both.
I am doing this now, so that I have another store or ten set up whilst I am doing further immediate work to generate more working capital. This is to avoid borrowing or outlay that I would rather spend on the house. I have a number of projects to do on it before any further aggression from the scum family, and I do not require any input from stupid people.
I am also setting things up in case I manage to land a regular public speaking gig, which I think will help with the Wolfe side of the project – no I am not trying to distract him from his children, I am entirely confident that we can cope with putting things on a more professional footing once the work is actually done.
Everything I have done so far has been groundwork, and there is significantly more to be done before any question of money arises.
I do realise Wolfe will find this astonishing, however we do have tortoise versus hare situation here, and my tortoise is moving significantly faster in some respects than his hare. I think so far I managed to get him into several arenas he would not otherwise have covered, and there is still more work to do.
For those readers who fail to understand this, I am neither a superfan nor a servant, I am employing a complex and large scale strategy which costs nothing and covers a lot of ground, in order to lay a foundation for a taller construction in terms of the eventual outcome. If you don’t understand what that means, it is probably because your brain is under developed because you do not practise the correct exercises in terms of development. It is of great importance that you balance any academic or self development work with a three dimensional sense of how it eventually looks, if you want to create more advanced strategies.
Anyway, I happen to think the outcome of the project is worth it, so it is important to get all this stuff done.
I want to get a series of business books out, they will be quite abstract, the work for Boris needs to be moved along, and I need the current range of more immediate products to be sitting advertising my brand before I even think about doing anything else.
I have three jobs alongside the contracts, that I would like to be doing on top of this, each for different but important reasons. It is important to have contingencies in place, for one thing, but for another it is very difficult to create if you are worried about stupid mundane things like money.
So, reasonably happy with progress now that I lack distractions. It is lonely and tiring – I fell asleep mid sentence earlier, but come the spring, I think we will be seeing some positive developments from the Ina Disguise project.