Thursday, January 27, 2011

Here's your Monday morning wedge, thin end first.

My new employer has a workplace drug and alcohol testing policy.

Doesn’t sound too worrisome for anyone who’s doing the right thing, right?

This means actual random workplace drug and alcohol testing – oral swab I suppose.  It’s a bit like being a sports competitor at a major event, or being pulled over for an RBT.

Personally it doesn’t affect me; I have no intention of fronting for work pissed, and the only drugs I take apart from alcohol are caffeine and paracetamol – the latter generally as a response to too much of the former.  However, I think there are some philosophical issues that this sort of thing raises.

I’ll be the first to fully acknowledge the right of the employer to have a fit-for-duty employee when they clock in.  It doesn’t matter if they are operating heavy machinery or just fully productive in an office, the employer is paying the wages and they have a right to expect the employee is 100% on the ball.  However, how does that interface with the issue of, for instance, cannabis or “party drugs”?  These can linger in the system for literally weeks and months.  So if the employee in question enjoys a spliff on the weekend or drops an E at a party, it’s still very much in their system on the Monday morning when the narcs bust them, even though they’re long over any possible performance impairment.

Does any company have a right to impose these sort of value judgements on people?  I have no interest in drugs myself, but I refuse to believe that a couple of cones on a weekend is going to be the death of anyone, and it’s their own damn business as long as they keep it to themselves.  (My attitude will change here if they try to do stupid stuff like drive while toking, but if they want to blaze up in their backyard then I say go for it.)  But, under the testing scheme as I understand it, they’re gone a million when they front on Monday.

This is, in my opinion, the thin edge of the wedge, and a dangerous precedent.  I’m sure that some company talking head (and I have to go and be lectured at for an hour next week by one re this little gem of a policy) will argue that that’s as good as the testing is, and that it also serves as a gauge as to the reliability of that person’s character.  But hang on a minute, isn’t that the company trying to dictate morals and actions to me outside company time?  I’m very much of the opinion that while I’m being paid then I do as required, but when I clock out, my thoughts, feelings and actions are mine and mine alone.  If the company feels and wishes otherwise, they can pay me for that time too.

What if I drive like an idiot to and from work?  Does the company have the right to say they are spending a lot of money training me, and that I have an obligation to protect that investment and not get myself killed?

What if I decide to take up freeface rock climbing, sky diving or something else dangerous for a sport?  Do I have to get the permission of the company to do that, as they’ve got a vested interest in me turning up next week?

Hmm, I’m buying a new car.  Am I required to buy one with curtain airbags, and only a bright colour, to ensure it’s as safe as possible?  Wouldn’t want the resource injured and unable to work, would we?

When will my diet be subject to employer control to ensure I’m not going to have a heart attack, and I’m required to attend the company doctor monthly for health and fitness checks, with any “recommendations” mandatory as a condition of continuing employment?

Gee... does being an employee grant the company the right to dictate my thoughts regarding other issues that might affect it... like which government gets elected, or what industry laws get passed?

You see where I’m going with this?  Yes, it’s a long way from the perfectly reasonable expectation that I won’t stagger back in for the afternoon after drinking lunch to telling me who to vote for at the next election, but it’s the same slope, just further down the path.  How quickly we get there depends on how well we let that slope get greased.

And that worries me, because there seems to be no shortage of people around the place with no sense of proportion or scale.  Just look at what HR is today, and what do you want to bet that HR started as a basic and entirely reasonable concept of ensuring fair treatment?  Here we are 20 years later with HR being a subject regarded by most people as somewhere between a joke and an atrocity, staffed by Catbert, and existing solely to ensure that in the event of someone getting the shaft, the employee is very much going to be the shaftee.

Drug and alcohol testing?  Prepare for shaftage.  And possibly mandatory bimonthly colonoscopies.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Traffic management

Here's a short video to illustrate the concept of "flow".  Note that everything keeps moving, melding, accomodating, conforming, basically getting there with minimum fuss and effort.



Now, here's how the BRAIN DEAD FUCKING RETARD who designed Melbourne's traffic system thought it should work.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Our politicians

Quite amazing.  You no sooner hear what you would think would have to be the stupidest statement by a politician ever, then someone comes along and improves on it.  While I have full confidence in Bob Brown's ability to get back into the fight by saying something so cretinous I will lose brain cells listening to it by the end of next week, at the moment Moany Tony is winning.

Monday, January 17, 2011

An open letter to Melbourne drivers


Indicators.  Use them.  Their purpose is to signal your intentions so I know what your dumb arse is about to do.  I do not read minds.  If I am pulling out into an open lane at a t-intersection and you choose that moment to change lanes without an indicator, I have no way of knowing this.
Similarly, if I put my indicator on, I am coming across.  Don’t act surprised, swerve all over the place, beep your horn/flash your lights, and generally act like you were cut off.  No, I don’t particularly care if I cut you off, either.  If I need to get into that lane, it’s going to happen.  It’s not personal, so don’t take it that way.  Nor is an affront to your personal dignity, manhood, ego or overblown sense of self-importance.  Yield.
Learn how to merge.  One of the key factors in merging is pacing yourself to the traffic, so you will be at the right speed to slide across.  If you arrive 30km/h slower or faster than the traffic is doing, neither of us will enjoy the experience.  Deal with this.  If that means slowing down, your ego will survive the experience.  If it means giving your rustbucket the berries up the onramp because you need to go from 40km/h to 100km/h to merge effectively, chances are said rustbucket will similarly survive.
Rain.  It happens.  Melbourne drivers react one of two ways to rain; they either (a) turn into complete drooling cretins and drive like my dead grandma, or (b) they actually drive more aggressively than they would if traction conditions were normal, which they are not.  The laws of physics pertaining to friction, grip, traction, momentum etc continue to apply to you, and yes – that includes self-important people in small BMWs and Audis would just *die* if they couldn’t squeeze through that gap.  With luck, one day you will.  Preferably not around me.
If think you are going to be a smartarse by blazing up the turning lane then cutting in just before the exit, then you have a surprise coming.  You might be able to intimidate some people into letting you queue jump.  I will not.  I will do everything in my power to ensure you’re going to have to slam on the brakes and come to a halt in that exit lane (at which stage the queue isn’t going to let you back in for a long time), or even better take the wrong exit.  This might improve your attitude for next time.
Chopping from lane to lane makes you look like a wanker and gets you nowhere.  I’ll be pulling up next to you at the next set of lights anyway.  Yes, I realise you saw daylight in the next lane when that truck or 4WD was 0.01 seconds late in pulling away, and you just had to reef the wheel over and jump in.  Hopefully the next time, there will be another smartarse in the lane on the other side and you’ll both lose a quarter panel, a bumper, a headlight cluster and if I’m lucky, a bonnet.  Yes, the resulting smash will slow me down.  It will be worth it.
Playing doof-doof rap music on your subwoofers in heavy traffic will get you dragged out of your car and beaten.  With luck, people will line up for a go, if only to lower their blood pressure.
No, I’m not impressed that you have a BMW, Mercedes, Audi, etc, and it certainly doesn’t grant you priority status on the road either.  I have plenty of insurance, a lifetime rating one, and your car is going to cop a lot more damage than mine if it comes to it.
Traffic light grand prix starts just costs us all fuel, tyres and engine wear.  I’ll still be pulling up next to you at the next set of lights regardless.
And just some random observations:
  • Asians cannot drive for shit.  They are best stayed well away from.
  • Indians are not much better.
  • Taxis should be given the widest possible berth.  Not only are they almost exclusively driven by Indians, but they don’t own the car, and they don’t much care about how it looks either.
  • Why do people stick their goddamn GPS smack in the middle of their freaking windshield??  Asians are brilliant at this.  It must wipe out a huge chunk of their central forward visibility.  It’s that sort of idiotic crap that will get us California-style no-GPS laws.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Best internet forum post ever

You only need to read the first two posts.

 

http://www.jeepforum.com/forum/f11/96-jeep-cherokee-need-opinions-1149721/