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Fired With Enthusiasm<br />

First Published 30 April 2007<br />

<strong>Phil</strong> has met more th<strong>an</strong> his fair share <strong>of</strong> idlers in his<br />

<strong>IT</strong> career, mainly nestling in the crooks <strong>an</strong>d cr<strong>an</strong>nies<br />

<strong>of</strong> large international enterprises <strong>an</strong>d government<br />

departments. He calls them 'light arms': low calibre,<br />

small bore, need to be fired.<br />

Kishor, the <strong>IT</strong> director, looked up from his notes. "We don't have m<strong>an</strong>y<br />

people working for us here." he said, <strong>an</strong>d flung the file on his desk with some<br />

exasperation.<br />

I had learned rapidly, in my new career as <strong>an</strong> underling, never to contradict<br />

<strong>an</strong>yone senior to me. Instead, I mutely stared out over the vast sea <strong>of</strong> cubicles in<br />

the huge open-pl<strong>an</strong> <strong>of</strong>fice, <strong>an</strong>d scratched my head in puzzlement.<br />

"I suspect it depends on your definition <strong>of</strong> the word m<strong>an</strong>y." I suggested<br />

placatingly.<br />

"No it effing doesn't," he spat out "it depends on your definition <strong>of</strong> the word<br />

work."<br />

I had come to the <strong>IT</strong> department <strong>of</strong> a major London B<strong>an</strong>k as a refugee,<br />

having run my own <strong>IT</strong> business for some years, <strong>an</strong>d I was enjoying the<br />

increased pay <strong>an</strong>d tr<strong>an</strong>quillity. It had, however, come as a complete surprise to<br />

find myself surrounded by members <strong>of</strong> the <strong>IT</strong> staff who didn't do a stroke <strong>of</strong><br />

useful work all day, <strong>an</strong>d became <strong>an</strong>imated only when the magical hour <strong>of</strong> 5PM<br />

approached.<br />

I'd never come across such a thing before. In the <strong>IT</strong> world <strong>of</strong> the SMEs, we<br />

were all caught up in the never-ending struggle to survive. We worked all the<br />

hours we could in order to deal with impossible workloads. I had to agree with<br />

Kishor that we had more th<strong>an</strong> our fair share <strong>of</strong> idlers in the staff.<br />

We called them the light arms (low calibre, small bore, needed to be fired).<br />

One such character confessed to me how he was able to catch up on his sleep<br />

while at work. His amazing talent was being able to doze <strong>of</strong>f with his eyes<br />

open, whilst staring at the screen <strong>an</strong>d tapping the CAPS key.<br />

If resting after the exertions <strong>of</strong> ones night-life wasn't to your taste, then there<br />

were other diversions to while away the time. The Fin<strong>an</strong>ce Director happened

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