Information Rage Coming Soon To an Office Near You
digitaldc submitted the latest excuse to get a few days off: "A survey released this week revealed the latest affliction to hit white-collar workers. It's called 'information rage,' and almost one in two employees is affected by it. Overwhelmed by the torrent of data flooding corporate workplaces, many are near the breaking point.
The aftermath of all this is the deterioration in quality that occurs when flustered employees — unable to sort through a pile of information fast enough — end up submitting work that's substandard. Almost three quarters of the survey's respondents declared their work has suffered as a result."
I don't have time for all this.
Their they're doing there hair.
"It's not our fault that we falsified 103,000 notarized documents, committing an act of perjury each time. It was information overload."
My co-workers can't see it in me either. That's because I mutter under my breath and keep it suppressed where it can fester into a mental illness.
I suspect the issue is more "Foster's overload" than "information overload."
And I said, I don't care if they lay me off either, because I told, I told Bill that if they move my desk one more time, then, then I'm, I'm quitting, I'm going to quit. And, and I told Don too, because they've moved my desk four times already this year, and I used to be over by the window, and I could see the squirrels, and they were married, but then, they switched from the Swingline to the Boston stapler, but I kept my Swingline stapler because it didn't bind up as much, and I kept the staples for the Swingline stapler and it's not okay because if they take my stapler then I'll set the building on fire...
In a related news flash, researchers recently discovered that a shocking 50% of workers had performance that measured below the median.
I am officially gone from
What the fuck does that mean?
And these same people take 40% of their sick days on Mondays and Fridays. The bastards.
... welcome our new Information Overloads.
accountant with horn-rimmed glasses. He didn't know how many pull-ups he could do because he had never done any.
He was overwhelmed with the deluge of information.
When he couldn't keep it in his cubicle any longer, he starting taking off his glasses on off-work hours, and resorted to drive-by Firesheeping, destruction of any and all HP printers flashing PC LOAD LETTER, and MITM attacks for kicks.
He was Info-Man.
I'm not a lawyer, but I play one on the Internet. Blog
Back when I worked at Boeing (before desktop PCs), one of my mentors always had a pile of paper in his in-basket that often exceeded a height of one foot. I asked him how he dealt with all that crap. His answer: If someone calls about some subject covered by a memo, he'd dig it out of the pile. After dealing with it, it would go on top. Once a week, he'd grab a hand full of paper off the bottom of the pile and throw it away.
A kind of bubble sort algorithm, I guess.
Have gnu, will travel.