An hour into her shift, Fred asked Shannon to pick up a small, expanding, accordion-sided file-folder out of supplies and bring it into his office.
When she got there, she noticed that Rose was already seated to one side of Fred’s minimalist desk.
As Fred closed the door he said to the two tellers who were still on duty “This might take an hour. Please don’t disturb us.”
“No problem, Fred” the closest teller reassured him. “We got this.”
Shannon noticed that Fred’s face was bright red and she wondered if he had been in the sun the previous evening.
Fred sat down with a sigh. “This is the worst part of being a boss” Fred said.
“I have been directed by headquarters to discipline you because it is alleged that you acted in a manner that reflected negatively on the Credit Union.”
“Rose is in here to be a witness and to ensure that proper procedures are followed. As you know, Rose is very good at not sharing sensitive information. She is here for both your protection and mine” Fred said.
Shannon’s stomach fell. DISCIPLINE? HER?
Shannon knew that Rose would not divulge a secret even under duress. But she also know that Rose was completely loyal to Fred and if push came to shove, it wasn’t going to be Fred who was thrown under the bus.
Shannon took a couple of deep breaths and let them out slowly to calm down.
“I do not recall acting in a way that reflected negatively on the Credit Union, not ever” Shannon finally choked out.
“It appears that Mr Rogers was not too drunk to scan the QR code on one of our brochures. He filed a complaint” Fred said.
“I don’t know what you did to piss off the people at head-quarters, but they flagged it because of your name. I just got off of the phone with a MISS Washington in Human Relations” Fred said.
“But he wasn’t even a customer!” Shannon exclaimed.
“I explained all of that” Fred said. “I also said that he was visibly under-the-influence and was asking for a service we don’t offer.”
Fred shot a glance at Rose who was calmly observing but not participating in the exchange. She was the classic fly-on-the-wall.
Then Fred said “Miss Washington, the Diversity, Equity and Inclusion director at HR directed me to dismiss you but I was able to talk her down to a Letter-in-Your-File...a 'Last Chance' Letter.”
Shannon was shocked. “Dismiss me?”
Fred nodded. “I informed Miss Washington that I had downloaded copies of the security films and that dismissing you might reflect poorly on the Credit Union, and on her personally if you chose to contest the dismissal. That is when she changed direction and told me to write the letter.”
“What are you going to do?” Shannon asked.
“I am going to do what I was directed to do and I am going to follow procedures” Fred said.
“First of all, do you remember the incident with Mr Rogers that happened…”
“Yes, I do” Shannon said.
Fred pulled a pad of ruled-paper and a pen out his desk drawer. “I am going to have you write your own 'Last Chance Letter'. It isn’t because I am cruel or sadistic but because you will remember it better if you write it in your own hand.”
“The other reason I want you to write it out by hand is that electronic copies never die. This way, I can time activate it and once it is shredded it is gone forever” Fred said.
Regardless of what Fred said, it seem to add insult to injury but Shannon realized that she was not in a position to complain.
“In the upper right corner of the page write today’s date."
"Then write: This letter documents the events of _______ and the interactions with Randy Rogers in the lobby of this Credit Union and serves notice should another incident occur”
Shannon quickly wrote what she was directed to do. The act of writing calmed her.
“At approximately….” Fred laid out the barest facts of Randy’s entrance, his loud voice and slurred words and then his demands.
“At this time we need to brainstorm what you could have done differently...in fact what you WILL do differently the next time something like this happens” Fred said.
Shannon looked bewildered. She couldn’t think of anything she could have done differently.
“Take your time” Fred advised her.
Fred and Rose sat in silence while Shannon's mind raced frantically around in circles.
“I know this sounds stupid” Shannon started after thinking for two whole minutes “but when you crossed the counter so you were on the customer side, I think I should have taken several steps back, away from Randy.”
“Write that down” Fred said.
After writing a couple of paragraphs Shannon looked back up.
“Anything else?” Fred asked.
“If I had know this was going to happen” she said, gesturing at the pad she was writing on “I would have written it all out yesterday while it was still fresh in my mind.”
“Write that down, too” Fred said.
Shannon wrote that out.
“Hand me the letter” Fred demanded. After quickly reading it, he signed and dated the letter. Then he pushed it over to Rose and she did the same.
“Now I want you to write your name on the folder you brought in with you and place this letter into it” Fed said.
Looking over at Rose he asked “Can you attest that Shannon was disciplined in full compliance with the Credit Union’s employee handbook and that a “Last Chance Letter was placed in her file?”
“Yes I can” Rose said. “I saw it with my own eyes.”
“Now, Shannon, you and I are going to place your folder into storage” Fred said. “Rose, I want you to stay in this office.”
Rose nodded her assent.
“Pick up the folder with your letter in it and follow me” Fred said.
Shannon did as she was told. She had assumed that all of the personnel files were electronic but it was possible that some of them were still ink-and-paper out in the sticks.
She followed him out into the main lobby area and Fred walked over to the shredder. “I want you to ‘file’ your folder into the slot marked “for secure documents” Fred said.
Shannon was sure Fred was joking.
“Go on. Check to make sure the letter is secured within the folder and then ‘file’ it” Fred demanded.
Shrugging, Shannon fed the folder into the shredder and heard the whirring as the machine turned the folder and the letter contained within it into high-fiber spaghetti and tumbled them into the secure-destroy bag.
“If anybody from Headquarters asks, tell them I did exactly as directed to do by H-Q. But inside of this building, never forget that I am boss and I will run things the way that I think is right. If you do right by my lights and you take care of our customers, I will have your back.”
Malicious compliance,, well done.ReplyDelete
"Diversity" will come to be a slur in our language in the near future, much like common-core, and GMO/Pureblood.ReplyDelete
Musk did not use strong enough language when he described DEI. I'm not sure if its truly organized, or if the organization being observed is merely organic, but the left has decide to use it as a standard to bear on their crusade. This is the modern equivalent of "you support slave owning cotton farmers", and being used to divide otherwise peaceable peoples.
if i were Shannon I would be queasy and having terrible armpit sweat.ReplyDelete
i almost feel sick for her
DEI really needs to DIE. I’m glad that I am retired as my career would be measured in nanoseconds with all this nonsense.ReplyDelete
Back in 1990, a marketing guy on secondment to the U.S. head office from our location in South America got into an elevator with two young females. He made a comment about feeling like a thorn between two roses and was into a sensitivity training program before he knew it.
ERJ, I have had a version of this with an employee.ReplyDelete
In this case it was a valid employee complaint against another employee. I spoke with my boss and his recommendation was similar to the story here: rather than sending it up the HR chain, I wrote a letter, they signed it, and I kept in a file. No more was said of it, and the day he left the company I gave him the file and told him to shred it. It was actually one of the best days I can remember in terms of being a boss.
That said, it would never work that way now.
The reality, for those that are not aware or have not been in the work force for a while, is that this situation strikes very close to home and the modern work environment. It really is that bad.
I suspect this situation was made worse because of a flag CD put on her file from before.ReplyDelete
Her exile couldn't have been more fortuitous. And if there was any doubt about who is enemy, there is none now.ReplyDelete
Men like Fred are so rare. I worked for a man like that once. The best manager I ever knew. He had my complete allegiance. I still have a "letter" he had to write for my file when I had a second accident in six months. It read like an award letter, not a counseling letter.
When he was forced out, it was infuriating. I did everything I possibly could to help him afterwards. I met contractors at his new place when he couldn't be there. Helped with his move. I never felt like I did enough to thank him. He is a quality man.
God will reward him !Delete
Yep, malicious compliance for the win!ReplyDelete
The title Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion needs to be changed to Diversity, Inclusion, and Equity. All reasonable people should refer thusly to such programs because that is what will happen to our social order if we continue to ride the crazy train.ReplyDelete
thomas sowell advised that being a small fish in a big pond, that is, being a diversity hire, was not to be desired.Delete
better a decent sized fish in a pond that fits you.
Division, Infighting, and Envy are the true components of DEI.ReplyDelete
One of the best writers ever.ReplyDelete
Good men's memories of injustice are long. I think that Ms. Washington is now on a list.ReplyDelete