It must be nice with surprises
Every now and then a surprise is a good thing™ but when the surprise is the same every morning it can't really be considered as one.
For Homer Simpson-like characters maybe it is ok to bang your head against the wall and everytime it hurts, with a surprised "DUH!" as a result, you go on banging in hope for a different result. But one would think people working in an office full of University degrees and what not could behave differently.
Let's take a real life example of this (any resemblance to my employer's office is pure coincidence). Every morning coming to work we have to walk by the front desk, most of us say good morning to the security guard, and proceed to the gate. In order to pass that we have a two-way authentication procedure to attend to. Place the ID-card in front of the magnetic card reader, and punch in a personal code. This is the same, every time we need to get into the office, whether it is in the mornings after passing the front desk, entrance from public conference area or coming back from lunch. Every time.
Still, the same thing happens every time if there is a queue, and I have started to understand just why the queue is there in the first place. It is the women of the office. Don't get me wrong, I am very fond of women and they are the superior power in many areas, but this is not one them. Why is it that every time a woman comes to the authentication mechanism it is a complete surprise to them that they need to wave the ID-card in front of the number pad and then punch in a personal code (which they often remember by heart)? Why is it that the ID-card always happens to be in the bottom of the (usually) mammoth size handbag? How come it is a surprise every freaking morning that this procedure has to be followed? Why the embarrassed looks behind them when explaining that "sorry for the delay, just gotta get my tag"?
This, folks, is one of the great unsolved mysteries of the world!
For Homer Simpson-like characters maybe it is ok to bang your head against the wall and everytime it hurts, with a surprised "DUH!" as a result, you go on banging in hope for a different result. But one would think people working in an office full of University degrees and what not could behave differently.
Let's take a real life example of this (any resemblance to my employer's office is pure coincidence). Every morning coming to work we have to walk by the front desk, most of us say good morning to the security guard, and proceed to the gate. In order to pass that we have a two-way authentication procedure to attend to. Place the ID-card in front of the magnetic card reader, and punch in a personal code. This is the same, every time we need to get into the office, whether it is in the mornings after passing the front desk, entrance from public conference area or coming back from lunch. Every time.
Still, the same thing happens every time if there is a queue, and I have started to understand just why the queue is there in the first place. It is the women of the office. Don't get me wrong, I am very fond of women and they are the superior power in many areas, but this is not one them. Why is it that every time a woman comes to the authentication mechanism it is a complete surprise to them that they need to wave the ID-card in front of the number pad and then punch in a personal code (which they often remember by heart)? Why is it that the ID-card always happens to be in the bottom of the (usually) mammoth size handbag? How come it is a surprise every freaking morning that this procedure has to be followed? Why the embarrassed looks behind them when explaining that "sorry for the delay, just gotta get my tag"?
This, folks, is one of the great unsolved mysteries of the world!
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