I can’t begin to describe to you how much I used to hate commuting. That daily grind of sitting in traffic. Running the gauntlet of other stressed commuters. And what if there’s a crash or some other obstruction on your route? That heart sinking feeling of no matter what you do, you’ll be late.
When I lived in Dublin it would regularly take me around 90 minutes to do the school run and then get to work. It was a total of about 4 miles. 4 miles!!! It would probably have been quicker to walk if I didn’t have a small child in tow. That daily awful commute just set my day up to go from bad to worse. The poor child would regularly be late for school. I would then be late for work and it felt that the earlier I left each morning the longer it would take. It became a daily worry and a major source of stress.
When I moved back to the UK I had an awful job that gave out warnings like sweeties for being late. It didn’t matter what the reason was, it was like being called to the headmasters office. I totally understand the need to have staff all playing by the rules. Having some form of discipline that everyone arrives on time. But in today’s world, I can not fathom how employers don’t understand that everyone has different living circumstances. Sometimes getting up in a morning, getting a child ready, navigating traffic, perhaps dealing with an unreliable car, public transport and the unpredictable actions of other road users, can feel like climbing a mountain before you even arrive at work. Why do you want your employees arriving stressed out each morning just because you can’t get your head around flexible working?
2. ATTENDING MEETINGS ABOUT MEETINGS
Any of you that have ever worked in corporate hell will understand what I mean about this. That heart sinking moment when the meeting request hits your mailbox. You know it’s just a meeting to plan another meeting. That will probably end up being two meetings. To which you’ll then have a follow-up meeting.
I wonder how many business hours are lost every year by the needless meetings that could have just been a quick phone call. Or better still, an email that you’ll never read.
I’ve lost count at the number of meetings I attended during the proper job days that were an absolute, total and utter waste of time. Time that I could have used to do some actual work! Most meetings are arranged because the so-called leaders are incapable of making a decision or don’t want to take the responsibility. They feel the need to let others think it’s a joint decision when really it’s more about arse covering for when said decision all goes wrong. I don’t think I could tell you about a time I’ve walked out of a meeting back in those days when I felt like I had learnt something or been suitably informed.