on August 6, 2009 by eldar in Corporate Parasites, Evolutionary Marxism, Knowledge Worker, Comments (0)

MEMO – Don’t Tell Me Your Lies

Date: Fri, 10/06/2000
To: My Manager
Subject: Answer to Tom Peters

Don’t tell me lies. Never tell me lies. I cannot accept your lies.

Even if you believe in them yourself, don’t tell me your lies. Even if your boss believes in them, don’t tell me your lies. Even if your family believes in them, don’t tell me your lies.

It does not matter, if it is a big lie or a small lie. It does not matter if it hurts me or helps me. It does not matter if it affects me or not. Don’t tell me your lies.

It does not matter if this is a lie about Enlightened Future of Humanity (whichever it is). Or about Values of your Political System (whichever it is). Or about how happy I should be working for such a great company (whichever it is). Don’t tell me your lies.

On a staff meeting you expect me to be inspired by the company pep-talk. But I cannot.

On meetings you expects me to say finally that we made a good decision. But I cannot.

On my performance review your expect me to agree with your opinion. But I cannot.

That’s not because I am not a team player. That’s not because I am not collaborative. That’s not because I cannot reasonably estimate myself.

Because I am a team player, and I can follow team decisions even if they are wrong. Because I am collaborative and I can compromise to reach the goal. Because I can estimate myself comparing to what my colleagues achieved and how they are praised for that.

But I cannot say that wrong decision is right, it’s still wrong. But I cannot say that compromise is better that the right decision, because it still not better. But I cannot accept that somebody is worth more than me because you just like him, you have to have something more than that.

What’s the use of a scale, if it will show pound and kilogram the same to avoid bias in favor of US or EU system?

What’s the use of a microscope, if it’s made to show male and female cells the same way because legally they are “equal”?

What’s the use of a camera, if it shows black and white with the same color on photos?

My mind is my precious tool. It has the ability to see things right. To distinct clearly right and wrong, truth and lie, good and bad.

This is why I can make good designs. This is why I can create complex systems. This is why I can do my work.

My mind is what makes me different from a part-time worker at McDonald. From pizza delivery guy. From cashier at the grocery store.

My mind is the reason why you hired me. My mind is the reason why you need me. My mind is the reason why you are paying such money for me.

If I’ll accept your lies, I will break this tool. If I will accept your lies, I will not be able to distinct truth from lie anymore. Good design from a bad design. Right decision from a poor one. Bug from a feature.

If I’ll accept your lies, I will be useless to you.

Don’t tell me your lies.

This is my old essay previously published on my other blog back in 2000, hence the date on the post.

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