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Monday, February 08, 2010

We're hanging by the lanyards

The council's Bobbing Up and Down team has been asking for volunteers for consultation groups for the new efficiency programme. I'm keeping a wide berth: it smacks a bit too much of asking turkeys to volunteer to Christmas dinner. Quite a lot of "the library service needs to be seen to be a team player" noises have been made and in the end Frog and Nancy have given in and signed up.

Apparently, a large part of today's meeting involved the facilitator's having to explain that this wasn't a turkeys for Christmas exercise. At some length.

The sincerity of purpose of the exercise is undermined somewhat by a printed summary of the conclusions of the discussion being handed out at the start.

6 comments:

Pat said...

Maybe Frog and Nancy want to spend some legitimate time together. D'ya think?
Romance among the hard backs.

Kevin Musgrove said...

Pat: they're both happiy spoken for, though Frog's wife has suspicions about his relationship with his Wii.

Lavinia said...

You know what they say, "A good ending makes a good beginning". Or was the other way around...I think...or something...

Gadjo Dilo said...

I'm getting a mental picture of a poster of Lord Kitchener, or rather the turkey equivalent thereof, with the slogan "Christmas Needs You!". Perhaps such motivational techniques could be used at Helminthdale library services.

Macy said...

Big American Banks are much more EFFICIENT you know.
They only have consultations with those they have already decided are going to be affected at the end of the review period.

Kevin Musgrove said...

Lavinia! Welcome back! I think you're right.

Gadjo: in all seriousness, I've been trying to work out a way of telling you all about our motivational posters without my completely blowing my cover in the process. I promise you, you're not all that far wrong.

Macy: in the public sector we're required to consult a couple of thousand people before doing the first thing somebody high-up thought up while they were sat on the bog.