Time was ticking away and I was being a team player. Never one to gloat I had thoroughly resisted temptation to wave "I told you so" as we morosely rearranged the deck chairs on this Titanic of a project I've been assigned. Months ago when I was first raising the alarm and doing my best to not be ignored by the management team this exact situation was just a speck on the horizon. Having a keen sense of weather when it comes to technology I was quick express exactly how big this storm would become. Deaf ears all around, thank you kindly and please take a seat in the back of the bus.
So I smiled politely and toiled away alongside my compatriots all the while knowing there was little to no chance this particular hurricane would just pass us by. Now we are in the midst of the storm again. No rest in sight, but somehow they expect it will all work out. Were I the vindictive sort or one to hold a grudge all hope would sure be lost. Good thing for them my intentions are honorable and my heart is bigger than my brain sometimes.
As it stands, I must away to India to bring basic skills and common sense in a hopefully not wasted attempt to triage this sickly, near-death patient. All the while straining my forbearance as I struggle surrounded by fair-weather friends and forked-tongue deceivers who are neither as clever nor as competent as they presume. Leadership is about partnership and trust, not control and submission; a sad lesson apparently foreign to the forest in which I now find myself foraging.
The work horse is being trotted out again. If only I were more to look at I might one day aspire to be misused as a show-pony instead of plow-mule. The only difference would be the perks afforded me as again advantage is taken which I allow.
Doing something proper always feels nice. And I sleep soundly.