Group
Efforts
The
Diary of a Workgroup Manager
Episode
8 (1994)
Bernard dabbles in high technology, Amrat takes umbrage and Llewellyn bears a grudge.
Thurs 4th
Arriving via the Fire Exit I see Danny, his back to me, wearing headphones and
piloting a jet fighter. I instruct him to land immediately, and conduct a full
investigation which reveals that he has upgraded his PC to multimedia spec
without my knowledge, including an internal CD-ROM drive which I'd assumed was a
tape streamer installed by Amrat for server-independent backups. Under
interrogation Cathy says that she refused to set it up for him but didn't think
it her place to squeal on him either. June and Rose say it's fine by them as the
headphones mean they can't hear anything. I have a budget meeting to attend, but
tell Danny I'll deal with it when I get back.
Wed 10th
After some consideration I've decided that Danny's CD-ROM drive will have to
come out. I'm about to tell him this when he asks if I'd like to see his latest
disc, Microsoft's Cinemania. It's fantastic - reviews, cast lists, stars'
biographies, the life story of the Great Dream Factory available at the click of
a mouse. I'm about to tell him that the drive will still have to go when Amrat
informs me that it can be shared across the Windows network, which means that I
can have Cinemania piped in to the comfort of my own office. I ask Amrat if this
would be a major step forward in the company's realisation of peer-to-peer
potential. He replies that it definitely, undoubtedly would. I give the
go-ahead.
Thurs 18th
Amrat reminds me that I still haven't resolved his dispute with Cathy over
moving the document pool to a shared PC. The pros are that it'll give Amrat some
real peer-to-peer progress to impress I.T. with, the cons that it'll probably
bring our entire department to a halt. On balance I think caution is best, and
ask Amrat if making the peer-shared LaserJet 4 everyone's default printer would
count as showing willing. He says not, and skulks off to I.T. to do some C++
programming 'for a department where they aren't frightened of information
technology and welcome its benefits.' Cathy says it's actually Solvents Stores,
where they're so desperate to get the system working that they'll try anything.
I remind her that smugness is a vice, and head for some homeward-bound
refreshment.
Fri 19th
Twin CD-ROM troubles - an email message from I.T. asking what the hell I'm doing
sticking unauthorised hardware in my workstations, and Cinemania speechless on
my PC because I don't have a sound card. Danny says a pre-emptive strike is the
best way to deal with the first problem, while the SoundBlaster clone I
confiscated from him six months ago will take care of second. Both options are
deeply unattractive, but I agree to let him proceed. Twenty minutes later my PC
has lost a free expansion slot and gained a pair of cheap speakers. Rose, June
and Sheila tell me to shut my office door if I'm going to play games, as they
have work to do even if I don't. Feeling compromised but compelled, I type
'Maltese Falcon' and wait for a response.
Tues 23rd
Triumph at the management meeting as I announce an independent initiative in the
peer-to-peer project, namely our installation of the company's first,
workgroup-shared CD-ROM drive. George Barker asks what one of those is and why
we didn't get it from I.T. like all the rest of that computer junk. I reply that
it's the new standard in high-volume data storage and that we couldn't wait any
longer for I.T. to catch up with current technology. Llewellyn, fixing me with
his best lizard-like stare, coldly asks what software we're running from this
device, and I reply that we're still in early trials, using high-volume sound
and image data to test network throughput. Under questioning from Brison,
Llewellyn admits that CD-ROMs are reliable and cost-effective and should really
have been trialled by now. Brison congratulates me, and asks to be kept informed
of progress. I leave a hero of the Line Management classes, but know there will
be a price to be paid later.
Text © Paul
Stephens 1994
Illustration © Sholto Walker 1996