This is, too, messed up, the beliefs of the newcomer to the office, and, despite how the individual, had managed his own workload, and responded better to the high demands of the manager at the office, the process of how he'd come about doing it, is still, a VERY bad example…translated…
The air froze, suddenly, I'd lifted my head and looked, saw my younger coworker, standing next to the desk of my office manage, one of them was frowning, the other, looked, upset. I'd begun feeling, nervous, pretended that I was concentrating on my work, but, paying them close, attention. The two stayed, absolutely still for, over dozens of seconds then, my younger coworker gave that light sigh, walked off. My manager from the adjacent cubicle, took a long breath, and exhaled heavily, turned to me (which thrilled me), and inquired, "am I, too, tough, do I make too many, demands of my, subordinates?"
I'd worked with my manager in the office for six whole years to date, normally, he's the bad cop, and I, the good. On the meetings, he'd started, fuming, while I'd, dissembled the, fuses. On the means of managing the office, he'd thought based off of the procedural, and, made extremely, high demands of our, work performances. He's also, extremely excellent in scenario planning too, and can, predict what problems we may come face to face in the, futures, the meetings with him in it, all who are, involved, better tense themselves up. As for me…on the loosened side, I see the, bigger, picture, and the reality? I'd, often, let things, slide, expect that all my coworkers can, keep themselves, in, check on their own. Sometimes, I'd listened in on the proposals of my coworkers, and I'd had to, force myself to sit up straight, and taken the notes in silence, over what I'd, overheard them talking about.
if you need that BIG HAND behind your back, to MAKE you work like you're supposed to, then, YOU are the, problem!!! Illustration from online
My manager is very concentrated in his work, and yet, he'd felt, so, defeated, because he'd imagined that all the subordinates to be, as perfect as he is himself. I can, actually, empathize with his sense of, helplessness, as well as the stresses the coworkers are, living under at the, office. As a member of the brainless bunch, I'd often, stepped too hard, too deep into that hole, before I'd, regretted it, and, as I'd, reviewed over my own behaviors, I'd still, kept, stepping into, the holes just the same—I knew all the principles, the theories, I simply couldn't, do right by them.
Being the "good cop", after I'd, consoled with my "bad cop" manager, I'd called that younger coworker over to my, cubicle. He was still, stuck in the, self-loath he'd felt from when the manager called him into his office, without a single, word. And so, I can, sacrifice my own, self, told him the few tales of glory I'd done just as I'd, begun, working at the, office, and these tales of my past, it'd, caused my coworker to burst into, laughter, and his tears, fell also. "Turning over a new leaf", sounded easy enough, but in actually, this comes from the long-term repeated, getting squeezed dry, repeated compressions of life, and after being, roasted on the blazes, we are put into the ice cold water, and we hope, that after the trials of fires, the tests of the cold, we will finally, become, hard as, steel. "Someone holds a higher expectation of you than you ever had!", my coworker got all his feelings, out, became calmer now, and, although I'd not known, if he'd, turned on the jobseeker website as he got back to his seat or he'd, decided to change. Seeing how my manager WAS, the BAD cop, no matter what the end may be, I shall, keep my role of the, "good cop" up.
Although, I'd not known what's changed in my coworker, but he'd, not sent in his, resignation after all. And then, things started, changing for him, as the manager called him out on the errors, he'd stopped, reacting emotionally, he'd even, become, proactive in inquiring what he can do, to perform better. In a short six months, everything about him was, totally, different, his weakest points had, improved the most, I'd watched this man, metamorphosed into, a totally different being compared to the day he was, interviewed, it'd left me in awe of my manager who's stationed at the adjacent, cubicle to me. There's that need, for someone to be a "bad cop", certainly, the "good cop" is likable for the time being, but, the "bad cops" who'd constantly pressed the workers for performance excellence, demanding the employees do better, those are, the real helpers in our, lives, it's just, that those who were, benefited by the bad cops, needed, many years, to finally note and admit, that those who'd given the hardest time, are the ones, who'd, helped them, the most in their, career paths.
So, this is, on the roles of the manager being, tough, and he is supposed to be tough, but these younger generations of employees, they're used to having their "adults" hold their hands, and that won't work in the workplace, because, it's a BUSINESS that you're working in, and you're supposed to, make sure that you produce grade-A work, even IF, nobody's, breathing DOWN your neck, telling you, that you have a deadline in a few short hours or whatever, and that's just the problem with modern day "children" of this newer generation, they EXPECT to be spoon fed their lessons, they expect the superiors at work to HOLD their hands, to guide them into how to work well, how to perform the functions they needed to perform at work, and here's that REALITY CHECK (call it a NEWS FLASH if you want to…): your coworkers, your managers, your BOSSES are NOT YO MAMAS, they do NOT have to, hold your hands, to SHOW you step by step, how to do YOUR work, that's NOT their jobs, so, GROW up, adult children, and STOP thinking, that oh, people will help me because I'm too stupid to learn! You'll get, FIRED, and have a BAD review on your, résumés.
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