never let it be said

Recently I attended a workshop on a new learning management system, run by an outside presenter, in our school. It was only a small group of four teachers including myself and the presenter.

The day before the workshop all three of the other attendees (female) were informed that they had all missed out on internal promotions. My experience of these people meant that I was not surprised that they had not been selected and they certainly proved why again during the workshop.

They were enthroned prior to the start of the workshop, and while I assisted the presenter in his set up (I was not in charge of the event, merely showed some initiative and goodwill) they ignored both of us while they loudly bitched about the school admin and the people selected for positions. They continued despite it being obvious that the presenter was ready to start. He had to wait for them to pause for breath to commence.

Alas, then it was found that the connection to the new system was very, very slow.  The poor man apologised, made many phone calls to ascertain where the problem was and was informed that the boffins were onto it. Unfortunately, it didn’t improve all day. It worked, but it was like dial up speed, not high speed that we expect these days. It was not the presenter’s fault in anyway, and there was nothing that could be done in the short term. We could still learn the system though and ask questions.

The trio carried on all day about it, and the presenter kept apologising, but they paid no notice to good manners. The mantra throughout the day was either a negative about the school, or a complaint about the internet connection.

Food had also been arranged, but they barely uttered a word of thanks, and what was, was very grudging. One woman had to cite every allergy she had, even going online to make sure she got all the facts to share. I am fast developing the opinion that those with the minor allergies (everyone seems to be gluten intolerant these days) are often the most vocal about their food requirements. I have witnessed people with life threatening allergies being less vocal, more self-sufficient and just getting on with life.

I was professionally embarrassed by my colleagues. I know that I am not responsible for what my colleagues say and do, but I do think that they owe a certain loyalty to their employer. No doubt they were disappointed, but surely this was not the forum to air their grievances? Their attitude and behaviour impacted on our learning experience, and no doubt the opinion of the presenter.

Flamingo Dancer being Flamingo Dancer, I did want to unsheathe my stick and beat them silent, they were already senseless! I felt that they not only let the school down, but themselves as well. They are poor examples of resilience for our students. I wanted to tell them to grow up and take their complaints outside, but instead tried to occupy the presenter with inane small talk to deflect his attention. I know I failed miserably. Until now I had an indifferent opinion about them, but no longer, and I will never trust them in the future.

To me, being an adult means k nowing there is a place for everything, and a time for everything. This was neither the time nor the place, though I suspect they will never realise.

Condolences to those suffering under the wrath of Hurricane Sandy. After our experiences of floods in 2011 I can imagine the hardships and loss that some people are suffering at this time, and our best wishes and kindest thoughts go out to all, at this time. Stay safe.

6 thoughts on “never let it be said

  1. I think it’s the sense of entitlement some people have – and dare I say it, it is worse in situations where individuals have no direct link to performance-linked outcomes. It is when one’s daily future is on the line based on sales, the weather, or similar, that the things you’re describing become trivial. I can well imagine you would have liked to lay on with The Stick and give them something real to worry about. Never mind – they were sent to remind you of how golden silence is, and how wise.
    Likewise, the thoughts of Ratty and Mole are with those in north-eastern USA – have been watching some of the pictures on ABC News 24.


  2. The allergy thing strikes a chord with me. I understand the gluten thing but some people do wear it like an oversized medal. It’s often just a new label for a certain brand of person to use. My Granny use to love to tell anyone who’d listen that she “Rhumatism, arthritis,fibrositis and bronchitis” none of which (apart from a touch of arthritis in her hands), were evident..There are worst things on heaven and Earth.


  3. Classy. People like that are so into their own misery they can’t see anything else, and they have no idea how they look and sound to others. The truly awful thing is that many of them are often old enough to know better. The worst grumblers at my former office were the ones who’d been working there 20+ years and thought they “deserved something” for their grief. They also refused to attend training sessions or learn how to use the newer office machinery, yet couldn’t understand why they were always passed up for promotion.


  4. That is such a drag to be surrounded by such people who embarrass themselves so royally yet act as though the world owes them. No wonder they didn’t fare well with the promotions. At least someone sees them for the PsIA they are!!


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