My Mama Didn't Raise A Fool. I Ain't Goin’ Out Like No Punk.

I realized during my last blog, that I had never mentioned that profanity was not permitted on our government contract.  Profanity is not usually encouraged in the private sector either, but they are not usually strict about usage.  On my first government contract, we actually had a workshop on proper behavior in the workplace, internet use and profanity.  These issues were mentioned in our hiring contract; however an incident must have occurred because this topic was brought up again with policies that were stricter than before.  For example, profanity on the work site including phone had always been grounds for termination, but now you could be terminated if someone called or emailed you at work and they used profanity on government property.  We were told that if we had friends or family that contacted us on the job site, we needed to notify them of this new rule.

Well, obviously I didn't have to notify my mother.  Because, she is one of those people who believed and still believes that the Government is always listening.  However, I did have to call my friend Jill, who swore liked a sailor and my brother the truck driver, who swore like a truck driver.  So, I called them and I let them both know about the new policy.  I thought that there would be no complaints.  Also, I thought that I was dealing with mature adults.  I was wrong on both points.  My friend Jill and my brother had the same argument; they thought that it wasn't fair that I could be fired for something that someone else did.  My response was that life isn't fair and they were the customer and I was using their equipment on their time.  If my friend or my brother wanted to use profanity, they could still call me on my cell phone or email me on my personal email.  I didn't have an issue with that.  The real issue was convenience.  It was more convenient to call me or complain about their day while I was at work.  The other issue they had was the fact that the conversations and emails were being monitored.  Once again, it was the client’s equipment and their time.  Also, I didn't really care about that because I had already spent a large part of my career being monitored.  When I was in college, I did surveys for a marketing company.  They always monitored your calls.  Shortly after I graduated, I worked at TRW as a contractor, and monitoring calls was a standard procedure there as well.  So, I didn't really care.

I had a main concern as well, but neither my friend nor my brother was able to recognize it.  I just didn't want to be fired because of what someone else said to me over the phone.  I mean, how do you explain that on a job application?   Please enter why you were terminated:  “Well, my girlfriend had a bad day at work and she dropped the f*bomb while talking to me on the phone. “ or “Well someone cut my brother off while he was driving and talking to me and a stream of profanities were yelled out.”  This was not going to be my story!! I was not going to lose my job because they had no self control!!  My Mama did not raise a fool.... 

After arguing with them about the new rule, I simply stated that if you call me and you start swearing, I will hang up on you, immediately.  Do not be surprised.  Both Jill and my brother were able to hold it together for about a month.  Jill was first… 

Jill:  “Hi Cara, how are you?”

Me: “Fine, how’s it going?”

Jill:  “Crazy, you won’t believe what this mother.” (Click.) ”Hello..”

Jill called me 2 minutes later. 

Jill: “Did you just hang up on me?”

Me:  “Yep.

Jill:  “You’re serious, no swearing.  I am having a bad day.”

Me:  “Serious as a heart attack.  If you have to swear, it will have to wait until I get home.”

Jill:  “Well, I don’t think this new rule is fair.”

Me:  “Don’t care.  It is what it is; I will talk to you later.  Bye.”

The phone conversation with my brother took a similar route.  I don’t think he thought that I would hang up on them that fast.  For some reason they both thought that I would either warn them or not say anything.  Obviously they were mistaken. 

#profanity

#lifeisnotfair

Mucking Around

Every once in a while when I was really busy, I liked to take a short break.  Usually, I would go to Angela’s desk and just talk or maybe be silly for a while.  I wouldn't do too much because at this time, Angela’s desk was right next to Keith’s office.  However, that usually didn't stop me from having a little fun. 

One day I went over to Angela’s desk, and there was a lot of commotion in front of Keith’s office.  The Infrastructure engineers and some of the managers were in front of his office.  They were upset because Keith had just removed their Administrative rights to the system and they were angry.  When they inquired why, Keith’s response was…”Why??!!  Because you are making changes to the testing environment without notifying the testers, the project, the lab managers or even the other engineers working in your department, and everyone is suffering.  We have issues with the environment all the time.  The projects are unable to get their testing completed on time and they are blaming us for not providing a stable environment.  We manage the labs, and we will control the system administration access.  From now on, if you want to make changes to the testing environment, you will have to make a request and provide a valid reason.  From now on, there will be no more Mucking around with the environment!”    (Note: The Government does not allow you to use profanity on government property.)  The yelling and arguing continued in front of his office for a good while.

Meanwhile, I turned to Angela, and said ”There will be no more Mucking around with the environment??”  “Yes.” She said.  “Haven’t you ever heard that word before?” She asked.  “No. But I like it.” I replied.  

Cara:  “Angela, have you been Mucking around with the environment?”

Angela: “No, Cara, I have not been Mucking around the environment.  Have you been Mucking around with the environment?”

Cara:   “Well, no, I have not been Mucking around, well at least not with the environment.  Angela, do you think that maybe they have been Mucking around with the environment, because they have not been able to Muck around?”

Angela:  “Well, I don’t know.  I just know that Keith just told them that they can’t Muck around with the environment anymore, so I guess they will have to find something else to Muck around with?”

Cara and Angela:  “Hmmn??!”

Keith:  “Hey!!  I have heard enough from the Peanut Gallery back there!!   Angela, don’t you some work to do?  Cara, I know that you have work to do.  I don’t have to ask.” 

Cara:  “ I was just taking a break.  I will go back to my desk” 

As I was walking back to my desk, I put my head down a little.  Keith showed no sympathy, Meanie.  I guess he meant it, no more Mucking around.

 #muckingaround

Angela’s Story

Angela and I met after she had been rehired onto our project as a tester.  Her office was right across the hall from mine.  She seemed fairly nice.  Usually the first few weeks, you have some time to ease into your new job.  The drama does not usually start until about after a month or so.   However, this was not Angela’s fate, drama started after the first week.  One of the testers did not want to come in at 3 am to start testing and since Angela was new, they decided that she should do it.  When Angela was approached she explained that she needed 24 hours notice for work scheduled outside her standard hours because she was a single parent and that this issue was discussed and agreed upon during her interview.  The tester was not happy with her response, and that is where the trouble began.  The tester went to the Deputy Director, Bob, to complain.  Angela had to go to Bob’s office….

Bob: “Hello Angela, I hear that we have an issue.  You have been asked to go home and return at 3 am tomorrow morning.  I was told that you refused to do so because you are a single parent.  Well Angie, I know that don’t have the luxury of having a husband, but...”  Angie interrupted, “A luxury?!! Is that what you are to your wife, a luxury??  I don’t have the luxury of having a husband??!!  I made it perfectly clear that I was a single parent during the interview.  I said that I could work late or non-standard hours if you gave me a 24 hour notice.  And, your hiring manager agreed to these terms during the interview.  Now, one week after I have been hired, you come to my desk at 9 am and ask me to go home and return at 3 am in the morning to start testing.  Does that sound like 24 hours to you? I have a two year old son, but I can make arrangements.  But no, I do not have the luxury of having a husband. “

Bob replied, “Ok Angela, let me call Keith.  We will figure out something.”  Bob called Keith and put him on the speakerphone.  “Keith, we have a problem, we need a tester to start testing at 3 am.  Angela came in at 9 am this morning, and I wanted to send her home, however, she needs 24 hour notice to work non-standard hours.”  Keith replied, “Well, if we promised her 24 hours, then we need to assign another tester to go home and return at 3 am.  If she can’t do, she can’t do it.”  Bob responded, “Well, what do you want Angela to do, since she can’t test anything today?”  Keith replied, “I don’t know.  I don’t care what she does!”  Bob answered, “Keith, she is standing right here.”   “Oh,” Keith said.  Angela stormed out of Bob’s office and went straight to mine and she told me the whole story. 

After she told me the whole story, I told her that when she sued CGTN and won the company, I wanted her to remember that I was her friend, and I wanted to keep my job.  My office mate said the same thing. 

Well, there was not a lawsuit, but Angela was never asked to come in and start testing at non-standard hours.  In fact, our department loaned her out to the Testing Management Department for the next year, so she had little contact with Bob or Keith.  She still had a desk in our department, but she was rarely there.  Things went smoothly for Angela until there she had to transition back to our department.  But, that is another different and crazy story.  

#singleparent
#luxury

You can’t say? What do you mean you can’t say??!!

As I started getting more responsibilities on my first contracting job and my time seemed to shrink.  So, I began to work overtime and also I began to appreciate working late in the evening or on the weekend because most people were gone and I could get work done.  One night I was still working at 8:00 pm and my phone rang, the caller ID said US Government, so I knew that it was the client.  But, this was really odd, because most government workers come in to work early and they are usually gone by 4 or 5 pm.  At first I thought that it was probably a wrong number, so I let it go to voice-mail.  But the phone kept ringing.  So, after staring at it (I know that is bad, but it is 8 pm on a Monday night.), I answered.  The client on the other end of the phone was one of the Test Leads.  She gave me her name, and told me what project she was working on, and said that she needed my help.  The client was preparing to start testing, but they didn't know the server names that they needed to have access to for the test environment.  And, they were worried that they were going to miss their deadline if they didn't get that information soon.  I explained to her that I did not manage the test projects in the labs and that if she needed any help, she needed to talk to her the test lab Project Manager.  (Every project had a PM from our department assigned to them.  The handled all of the lab preparation and any issues for each project.  This included everything from preparing the test work stations to scheduling admin support when needed.  I knew how it worked, because I had participated in the committee that designed the process.)  I had the list of all of the Test Lab PMs with their assigned projects and I told her that I would be happy to provide the contact information.  Beverly had been assigned as the PM for her project.  I told her that Beverly would be here in the morning and she could supply

her with the information that she wanted.  As, I was about to hang up, she replied “I don’t want Beverly, she doesn't know how to help me and she won’t return my calls anymore.”  “Anymore??!!  What do you mean anymore?  How long have you been trying to get the information?”  I responded.  Her reply was “About two months, maybe more.”  Next, I told her, that I still couldn't provide the help she needed.  I recommended that she call Jim, which was Beverly’s supervisor.  Then, she told me that she had talked to Jim and he started avoiding her phone calls as well.  I paused, and then I asked her why did she call me?  Her response was strange…”I called you because I was told that if anyone in the department could help me, it would be you and if you can’t, you would find someone who could.”  I laughed and asked her who told her that.  She said, “I was told not to provide their name.  But they said that if I let you know what was going on, you would fix it.”  I stopped laughing.  My reply was “Thanks, I think.  I can’t do anything tonight, but I will contact you tomorrow and let you know what I find out.”  I hung up the phone and went to Keith’s office; he was working late as well.  As I was walking to Keith’s office, I thought how they know I was still here.  Well, maybe Keith knew something that I didn't.  I told him what had just happened.  He didn't seem to know anything about this either and he didn't seem happy.  But, it was now, 9:00 pm, so there was nothing that we could do now.  He asked me to schedule a meeting the next morning with Beverly and Jim.

The next day we met with Beverly and Jim.  First Keith lectured them about using the caller ID to avoid calls from the client, and he asked them to seek out assistance if they don’t have the answers.  He explained how our client is always looking at ways to trim their budget, and our department could end up on the chopping block, if we do not prove that we have value.  Beverly and Jim promised to respond to the clients calls.  Next, Jim asked why was I present at the meeting.  Keith explained that the customer called me last night at 8 pm and asked me to assist on the project, and in turn, I notified him.  He also explained that because the client called me, and because it was a mystery on who recommended me, I would take temporarily take over the

project until the issue was resolved.  Jim was not happy, because I was not part of his department, but Keith said, “We don’t know how Cara’s name came up and we don’t know who’s watching the outcome of this project.  Beverly needs to provide Cara all of the information on the project and she will become part of your team, yet still report to me until this is over.”  Jim and Beverly left the meeting irritated and I left the meeting overwhelmed.  I was already working at 8 pm on some nights, how was I going to fit in another project?  After the meeting, Beverly provided me with the all of the project information and added me to their meeting schedule.  Also, she sent out an email notifying the project that I would not be their Test Lab PM. 

A few hours later Rose, our department’s Administrative Assistant escorted an angry looking man to my desk.  She said, “Harry, this is Cara Massey.  Cara, this is Harry, he is the Test Lead on our side, and he hasn't been able to get the support that he has needed from Beverly, so he wanted to meet you.”  After that, she left.  I felt this large migraine coming.  This was all I needed another unhappy person.  “Harry, what seems to be the problem?” I asked.  “This is the problem!”  He said.  And, he slammed a sheet of paper on my desk.  It was a completed server access request form.  “No one has been able to tell me, where I need to submit this so I can get server access for my team for testing.  I have been getting the runaround from your department PMs for the past couple of weeks.  I know that you just got assigned to this project, but maybe you can help me.”  He said.  I blinked, and thought, this had to be a set up, it can’t be this easy.  It just can’t.  So, I looked at the form again.  And, I asked him, “Are these all of the names of the servers that you need access to for testing?”  “Yes.” He responded.  “OK, give me your phone number and I will call you as soon as I know anything.” I said. 

Next, I called the Test Lead on the Client side, and I told her that I had the names of the servers that she needed and that I would email the list to her.  Also, I asked if she new where the contractor’s server request form needed to be submitted.  She explained to me that that the sever request form was in the process of being placed online, and the paper form had already been phased out.  However, they could not add the server names for this project to the online form, because they did not have the information.  She also told me that Rose was suppose to provide them a list of all of all of our contract testers as well as a list of the servers and networks that they needed access to, so they could be added to the new online form.  Once the form was updated, the contractors could go online and request access.  Everything would be completed by the end of the week.  So, I gave Rose all of the information that she needed and I contacted Harry and informed him that at the end of the week he would need to fill out an online request form and it would take about a day for him and his test team to get access.  I also told both Test Leads that I would keep in touch with them until all of the issues had been resolved.  And, I said something that I didn't want to say, (sigh) ”If you have any more issues, feel free to call me anytime.” 

After testing started and everyone was happy, I asked the Test Lead to tell me who had given my name.  She still refused.  I told her that I would keep track of the project until it went to production and I was going to keep asking.  Well, at least the issue had been resolved and I could go back to my normal chaos.  I sent Keith a status report and said that I had completed my tasks.  He called me and told me to come to his office.   When I got there, he said, “I want you to be a part-time Test Lab PM.  You will attend all of Jim’s meetings and you will assist the other PMs if they have any problems or meeting conflicts.  That way you will know the status of all of the projects and can let me know if there are any issues that I need to know about.  Also, you need to decide if you want to continue working on my staff or become part of Jim’s team.”  If I became part of Jim’s team my title would change from Senior Technical Writer to Project Manager, and I might have been able to get a raise.  But, I knew that Jim and the rest of his staff didn't want me, and I was still going to have my other responsibilities.  So, I kept my position as being part of the Director’s staff.  I decided to do that because that way; Jim was limited on the amount of abuse and crappy work that he was going to hurl towards me.  I was right, after all Keith was Jim’s boss as well, so I had kept myself protected.  . 

Oh, I did find out who recommended me.  He was the former Government Director that I worked with when we were designing the Test Lab process.  He had moved on to a different project less stressful Department, but when he heard what was going on, he provided my name. 

#callerid

#responsibilities

#migraine

Well, there is crazy and then there is just plain stupid…Boundaries!!

I never really talked or dealt with my boss on a personal level, because it was inappropriate, and I didn't really want to know.  However, there were some things that were known.  First, when Keith got hired he was going through a divorce.  Divorces can be difficult and they are like snowflakes, no two are alike.  However, I did not talk to him about it, because it was inappropriate and I had just gotten a divorce 3 years prior.  It was still too soon for me to talk about relationships, much less divorce.  One day he started talking to me about his divorce, and I just said, “TMI”, smiled and walked away.  Anyway, things began to change the day he met Patricia.  He had decided to walk around his department and introduce himself, and I guess that is when he met Patricia.  I noticed it, because it was obvious, and everyone noticed it.  Patricia was flirty and attractive, but in a “slutty” type of way.  For example, one day Patricia needed the assistance of one of the Network engineers that was in my office having a conversation.  So, instead of just interrupting my conversation and asking for assistance, she came up behind him and rubbed up against him.  And then, she asked for his assistance.  Since he wasn't attracted to her, he didn't display a happy expression; he instead rolled his eyes and stated that he would see if he had time later to assist him.  He commented on her behavior after she left.  I didn't say anything, because there was nothing to say, she was a 45 year old woman, she knew better.  I got along with Patricia, but she annoyed me, because she always tried to use her sexuality to get over, even though it didn't seem to be necessary. 

I didn't have an issue with Keith and Patricia having a relationship outside of work, because it was none of my business and I liked it that way.  However, Patricia was more than happy to publicly exploit her relationship with him and sometimes it was hard to ignore.  It got to the point where her manager would just ask her in the weekly meetings whether or not she and Keith had any work related discussions outside of the office that might affect his department.  And, she would provide information.  I don’t think that Keith was aware of it.  But, I do think that he began to realize that boundaries were beginning to be crossed…

One day, I was in the office chatting with some of the co-workers and Patricia walked in.  “Hey Cara, you are just the person that I wanted to see.”  “I am.  Why?” I replied.  “Well, I thought that you could help me.  You know that new online dating website that allows you to recommend guys for other women to date?  I think that we should create a profile for Keith!  I think that would be a great idea.  What do you think?” she asked.  “Are you insane?  Hell no, he is my boss.  That is inappropriate, no, absolutely not.”  I said, “Why not?  He just finished his divorced and he is a great guy.” she replied.  “Patricia, I am not having this conversation with you about Keith, period!” I replied.  “Not having what conversation about me?” Keith asked.  He was standing right behind me. “Oh, it was nothing.” Patricia responded.  Keith walked into his office.  Patricia looked at me and said, “You had better not tell him what we were talking about.”  I responded, “I will not volunteer the information.  But, if he asks, I am singing like a bird.  Tweet, Tweet, Tweet.”  And, I went back to my desk.  

#boundaries

#onlinedating

My Christmas Story – The Value of Home

The holidays were coming upon us and a memo was sent out requesting our vacation time.  Ryan and I had been running the daily change meeting for more than 6 months.  He had taken over the meeting, and as co-chair, I was his back up.  I thought that we had finally settled down and were working as a team.  At least, that is what I thought… 

One day we received the memo from management requesting us to submit our vacation time for Christmas and New Years.  I assumed that Ryan and I would sit down and discuss what time we would take off for the holidays.  Obviously, there was going have to be some concessions.  However, the same day that the memo was sent, Keith called me into his office.  When I got there, he asked me “Are you sure you don’t want to go home at all for the holidays?”  “What are you talking about?” I responded.  “Well, Ryan is going to England to visit his parents for the holidays and he is staying for a month, he is leaving on the 20^th of December and he is returning on the 20^th of January.  He said that you would run the meeting during that time.”  “What!!!  He hasn't said anything to me.”  I replied.  Next, I stormed out of his office and I went to his desk.  I asked him why he had submitted his holiday schedule

without even saying a word to me.  Beverly was standing at his desk and she decided to interject with her opinion.  “Well, Cara, you have to understand, Ryan is going to Europe to visit his family.  Europe!!  You on the other hand would just be going to Detroit to visit your family.  You have to understand that.”  I turned to her and I said, “You need to mind your own business and shut the hell up!!”  Next, I looked at Ryan, but before I said anything, he stated that we could sit down and discuss what time we would be taking off during the holiday season, because he hadn't schedule his flight yet.  But, that didn't matter, I was mad, and Beverly’s statement, made it worse.  All I say was red.  I was so angry that I told him no.  I said, “I am going home for the holidays, at least for Christmas and I will return when I get damn well get ready.”  He asked me when I would leave, my response again was “When I damn well get ready!  I will send my schedule and you can work your vacation around it.” and I went back to my desk.  I calmed down and I sent my holiday schedule to management, I took two weeks off for Christmas and I returned shortly before New Years.  There was some overlap on scheduled time off; however, management took ran the daily meeting for those few days.  Ryan was still gone for about a month, however, he was annoyed that I was unwilling to negotiate with him and that Keith had let me get away with my behavior.  I, myself did not care.  I just knew that I was going to see my mother and my friends for Christmas and that was all I cared about.  

Merry Christmas!!  If you didn't make it home for the holidays, may you be at home next year.  I know that I will be...

#homefortheholidays
#Christmas

Who’s to Blame?

Here is one of the few times that I will use real company names and the names of real people in this blog.  If you are wondering who should take the blame on where I get my perspective on the workplace and how it should be, blame Manpower Automotive (no longer exists) and General Motors.  I worked at GM as a contractor for about a year in the Strategic Facilities Planning (SFP) department in 1993.  The SFP group was an experiment at the time, some of the Architects at GM’s Worldwide Facilities Group (WFG) got together and thought that Strategic Planning could be used by the Facilities organization to design buildings and workspaces that were more efficient, easily adaptable for the future automotive industry, and they could save General Motors money in the long run.  These Architects presented a proposal and management decided to let them create there department and assemble a team.  I ended up being hired because none of the Word Processing Specialists or Administrative Assistants wanted to work in the department.  They assumed that the project was going to fail, and after it failed, the Architects would go back to their former jobs, but they would become unemployed because someone else would have taken their former position.  So, the team had to hire an outsider.  When I started working there, I used to here all the time, “Oh, you are working for the guys with their heads in the clouds.”  I used to just smile and walk away. 

One of the great things about my job was that my boss was patient.  Ron S., did his best to explain what they were going to be doing in this department, during the interview.  And, I didn’t get it.  I thought that I did, but it was clear that I didn’t.  He hired me anyway. I think that his reasoning was that I just had to be good at Microsoft Office, Desktop Publishing, running an office, following directions.  And, I was pretty good at those things.  Also, I had the opportunity to sit in on important meetings with important people, as long as I kept quiet.  The pay was bad, but I got the opportunity to see how business works, business politics and how successful teams functions.  Because the team was looking at how people were going to work in the future, they had to understand how the past and the present as well.  You can’t figure out where you are going if you don’t know where you have been.  I had the opportunity to learn the importance of knowing a business’ history, their politics, culture and understanding your client and their needs, because GM was WFG’s client.  We even had a small library shelf that had reference books and materials for research.  Do not get me wrong, the group was not perfect, it was far from it.  Also, the chances of me becoming a GM employee were not that great either.  But, there was an opportunity to learn about the Automotive Industry, software, business culture, politics, and Architecture.  The whole project was one intensive learning experience and I loved every minute of it.  Also, I learned what could be accomplished with good teamwork.  And I learned about it through experience as opposed to in a book.  You would be surprised about how many people read about teams in grad school, but have never experienced what it is like to be confident in your strengths as well as your coworkers.

I also learned about the importance of having a managers that support you.  Ron was like that and so was one of his bosses Dave Skivens.  Dave and Ron did not have the same type of personality but they both had vision.  Working in this type of environment affected the way I approached my career.  I don’t think that they realized it but they taught me how to embrace change and to never stop learning.  And, they also let me know that even though I was the lowest man on the totem pole, I had value, and they protected me when it was needed.  When I left that contract, Dave told me that I was never going to find another department like that, and I never have.  GM like most companies is not a perfect place, and I was blessed to be placed in that spot at that moment in time.  There were many areas, that could not, or did not know how to embrace change, and there were no visionaries, they were either scared to speak or they were run out of the company.  However, this company at this point in time, taught about how things can with the right support and attitude, and how you can accomplish things when everyone says that it can’t be done. 

My title says “Who’s to Blame?” for two reasons.  The first is that it was my experience at General Motors that made my federal contract supervisor interested in my resume.  And, it was the reason that when I was given problems to resolve that others said can’t be done.  Working at GM taught me to take the challenges and complete tasks.  That attitude is not common in the government environment.  And because these experiences happened early in my career, they affected my perspective of work life and what it should be.  It also allows me to see and understand the craziness that occurs on government contracts.  

#teamwork