{"id":111,"date":"2008-06-06T15:04:51","date_gmt":"2008-06-06T21:04:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.planetmanuel.com\/dirk\/?p=111"},"modified":"2010-09-19T09:55:47","modified_gmt":"2010-09-19T15:55:47","slug":"youre-my-little-puppy-now","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.planetmanuel.com\/dirk\/youre-my-little-puppy-now\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;You&#8217;re my little puppy now&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>What a week. For a minute back there, I thought I&#8217;d been human-trafficked.\u00c2\u00a0 It all started on Tuesday when I found out (from someone not even on the project) that the next phase of the project I joined only two months ago, and the phase on which I was scheduled to spend much of the next year, had been &#8220;indefinitely postponed&#8221; &#8211; generally a euphemism for &#8220;canceled&#8221;.\u00c2\u00a0 This happened on my last project as well, and was one of the reasons I moved onto <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">this<\/span> project.\u00c2\u00a0 (Now I&#8217;m starting to feel like the kiss of death on a project&#8230;) No-one in my management chain had mentioned this to me, so I assumed that there was still other work to do on this project, maybe by bringing another phase forward, or executing knowledge transfer to steady-state support, so I didn&#8217;t unduly worry about it. As long as they keep paying me, I&#8217;ll keep turning up.<\/p>\n<p>Co-incidentally, I spent Tuesday and Wednesday in a long-arranged &#8216;on-boarding workshop&#8217; for <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">another<\/span> project that is starting up\u00c2\u00a0in a different part of the company.\u00c2\u00a0 Because that project and my current project have a lot of touch-points, I was asked to attend in what I assumed was an advisory capacity, and to ensure that my current project was fairly represented in any Change Management discussions.\u00c2\u00a0 But in the workshop I was introduced as &#8220;the new Change Management Consultant for the [new] project&#8221;.\u00c2\u00a0 Odd, I thought, as no-one told <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">me<\/span> about this. Never mind, just smile and nod like you knew all about it, and run around frantically later, trying to catch up.<\/p>\n<p>So as soon as I got out of the workshop, I hunted down the Change Management Manager for the new project (who, it turns out, was also in the Workshop, but no-one ever bothered to introduce him so I had no idea who he was), and asked him what was going on.\u00c2\u00a0 &#8220;Dirk!\u00c2\u00a0 I&#8217;ve heard so much about you.\u00c2\u00a0 Welcome aboard!&#8221; was his opening gambit.\u00c2\u00a0 &#8220;Okaaaayy&#8221;, I hesitated.\u00c2\u00a0 &#8220;But I&#8217;m not really sure in what capacity I&#8217;m advising your project.&#8221;\u00c2\u00a0 &#8220;<em>Advising<\/em>?\u00c2\u00a0 Nooo, you&#8217;re a key resource on our project. As from 1st July you&#8217;re on board 100% of your time. I assume you&#8217;ll be moving over to our building to be with the rest of the team?\u00c2\u00a0 I&#8217;ll arrange a desk. Looking forward to working with you,&#8221; he concluded, and off he went again, leaving me just as puzzled as before. &#8220;Well, I need to check with my people here&#8221; I called after him, but he was already out the door.<\/p>\n<p>So I sent a message to my current boss: &#8220;Do we need to talk??&#8221; I asked.\u00c2\u00a0 &#8220;Can&#8217;t now.\u00c2\u00a0 In a meeting with the [new] project&#8221;.\u00c2\u00a0 The plot thickened. Well, if she knew about it, I reasoned, it must be true. Now, it&#8217;s nice that my current client is going out of their way to find more work for me, and keep me &#8216;within the fold&#8217;, and I know the IT group (of which I&#8217;m now a part) has a philosophy of &#8220;we have a pool of resources and we&#8217;ll plug them in wherever we have a need&#8221;, but shit, I&#8217;m not a server, and it would have been nice to be asked if I actually <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">wanted<\/span> to move to another project &#8211; especially when I&#8217;ve only just started to understand this one!<\/p>\n<p>My boss remained difficult to pin down, so on Thursday I went to see my second-line manager, and asked <em>him<\/em> what was going on. I explained my recent dealings with the new project, and he looked at me incredulously. &#8220;Well, there have been some <em>vague<\/em> discussions, but nothing definite&#8221;. Apparently, I learned, the next phase of my current project <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">had<\/span> been postponed by someone high up in the company, but &#8220;indefinitely&#8221; turned out to be about 24 hours, before the project phase was reinstated by someone even higher up in the company. Although there <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">had<\/span> been some talk of my being &#8220;loaned out&#8221; to the new project to advise them on Change Management, that was irrespective of whether my existing project continued or not, and it probably wouldn&#8217;t be until later in the year, when I might have some &#8216;spare cycles&#8217;. &#8220;They&#8217;re dreaming.&#8221;, my second-line manager concluded reassuringly, adding a blunt &#8220;<em>We&#8217;re<\/em> not done with you yet&#8230;&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>So at the end of the week, and after a few very stressful days, I&#8217;m back where I was on Monday. And I guess it wasn&#8217;t so much a case of human trafficking, as outright kidnapping! The new project obviously thought they&#8217;d just co-opt me and hope no-one would notice. I guess I should be flattered, but first I need to get used to the idea of being a &#8216;commodity&#8217; that can be (almost) abducted, swapped around, and pimped out as &#8216;master&#8217;s&#8217; needs dictate. Suddenly, I feel very cheap and grubby&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><!--f9a4e8db59e535418305a16a5531b36c--><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What a week. 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