So Thursday we had our second safety committee meeting at work. They are very disorganized and I asked many questions in regard to why they don't have set policies and people harp on things they can't change. I asked the toughies like "Why don't we determine what the report is supposed to measure and then redo it?" and "Since none of us are certified to determine what is ergonomically correct, why are we trying to check this as a committee?"
I'm so mean. Seriously. Well, he had no answers, and for some of them he tried to outright lie. Too bad I had a whole barrage of questions waiting to catch him in the lie.
The next day, my super got a note that I am no longer on the team. Huh. Today I found out it was because I embarrassed him. Oh for Pete's sake. He's like 60. He should have known better than to do a half-cocked job on the report and then no problems would have arisen.
The funny thing is, my predecessor begged and tried to get off the committee for almost a year. I managed to do it in 2 hours. I rock.
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Grumpy Old Men aren't funny in real life are they?
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