Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Fresh Start

After weeks of putting it off, I've finally done the dirty business of reformatting and installing Windows XP on my office computer. It was a lot of work, I had to make sure I had all the necessary files and drivers should they be needed. And as unlucky as I am, I didn't have everything I need.

But, what the hell, I went and did it anyway. It paid off, the machine runs like a like new. As for the missing drivers and files, I just got the off the net. No worries there.


And now, on a more serious note, my Lola Saleng passed away the other day. She's the sister of my grandmother. She was 92. I haven't seen her in years, which is a shame, since she was a very doting grandmother, as is my two real grandmothers. It's much better that way, I guess.

In her final years, she was not quite herself. She spoke of friends and family long dead as if they were still alive. And in her final months, she was bed ridden. I would much like to remember her as the lola who prepared one mean dish of chicken adobo whenever we visited them in La Union when I was a child. And the lola who, having no child of her own, spent as much time with her nieces/nephews, grandieces/grandnephews as possible.

May God bless her soul.

Monday, October 04, 2004

Crossed Wires and Being Feared

I recently increased the salaries of all my employees, some more than others. But since the start, I would tell them not to compare it with their fellow employees.

Now, I consider myself quite fluent in Tagalog, it being my first tongue, a perception which I am now seriously reconsidering. When I said, "Huwag niyong pagkumpara ang sweldo niyo sa isa't-isa," I meant, "Don't compare your pay slip with your fellow employees." So I was quite upset that, during the distribution of the pay envelopes, the first thing they did was compare with their co-workers.

Now, one of them plans on talking to me about it. Luckily, one of my supervisors told me about it. I have just finished writing a memo about the incident, stating that all decisions are final and no requests for changes will be entertained for the time being. Knowing them, some of them would still try to talk to me. I have several replies prepared, though.

1) "If you don't agree with my decision, please feel free to hand in your resignation."
2) "Sure I could increase your salary, only if you can convince your fellow employees to take a cut in theirs."
3) "I'd love to, but my hands are tied. If you want, you can talk to the owners. (Mom and dad)"
And the best one yet...
4) "Why don't you take the week off to read the memo?"

Being lenient was a mistake. Machiavelli was right, "Given the choice between being feared and being loved, it is better to be feared." I actually asked one of my Economy professors about it. She simply said, "I get enough love at home."

Now, here I am thinking, "Is it too late to become a hard-ass?"