2 March 2016

A 14 year siesta

Congratulations (I think?) to Joaquín García, a Spanish civil servant, who managed to absent himself from work for 6 years while still drawing his full €37,000 salary from Cadiz City Council. His absence finally came to light when his name appeared on a list of those being considered for a 20 year long service award and the Deputy Mayor decided to contact him.

In 2004 Mr. Garcia was sent to a post at Cadiz Water to oversee the building of a new water treatment plant. A subsequent investigation in 2010 revealed that colleagues at the site had no knowledge of his whereabouts and simply had assumed that he had been recalled to City Hall.

It was later revealed that he may actually have skipped work from as long ago as 1996. The phantom employee made a complaint that it was the council's responsibility to ensure that he attended his place of employment and it was not his fault if they were negligent. He also stated that he had suffered workplace bullying on account of his political beliefs.

When challenged as to what he had been doing during this time he was unable to provide any answer. He also claimed that he feared for his job and was too depressed to report the alleged harassment. He subsequently retired in 2011 and was ordered by the court to repay €27,000 in compensation, the equivalent of 1 year's net salary.

I feel certain that there will be those who will say this could only happen in Spain, but I am equally sure that there will be a few managers in this country who will be having sleepless nights wondering how many phantoms there are on their payroll that have slipped beneath the radar of detection.

The left hand not knowing what the right hand is doing would seem to be a common management mantra in the modern work place so it is perhaps understandable that one department may have no knowledge of another department within the same organisation. Nevertheless to make yourself virtually invisible for 14 years is simply mind-blowing. Do they have no phones in Spain? If I was to leave my desk unattended it would be buried under a mountain of post within a month. What happened to all of this man's mail? Sooner or later someone must have complained or returned the items to the sender. Had no one picked up on the fact that this employee never responded to any of their emails?

There must have been a time when the office needed to be re-decorated, the electrics tested, a fire
drill scheduled or the cleaner noticed that they hadn't emptied a particular waste bin for several months.

You can't blame the guy for wanting to escape. In my days of working as a 'pencil jockey', when staff had to use writing implements instead of keyboards there were 2 thoughts that frequently crossed my mind. If I were to suffer a fatal heart attack at my desk, how many weeks would it be before anyone noticed that I was dead? My work colleagues were predominantly male so it would be unlikely that any of them would pass comment that you had been wearing the same clothes for several days. Nor were they likely to pass comment on any unusually odious smell. It has to be said that there were a few of my colleagues who, from time to time, gave me reason to suspect that they may have expired (probably from boredom).

The other thought that used to cross my mind involved working for a fantasy firm based loosely on my perception of a few dubious characters I had encountered. It is said that staff at banks often while away the hours dreaming of ways to beat the system or what they would do with the money if a sum with a huge number of zeros mysteriously appeared in their personal account. Similarly, the firm of 'Scribble and Scratch' as it became known opened the door to endless opportunities of breaking the tedium of the working day.

The nature of the hypothetical business changed occasionally but ultimately I decided that the scheme I had in mind was best suited to the legal profession, primarily because the underlying principles seem to simply focus on relieving the client of as much money as possible in exchange for the minimum level of service.

To this end neither Messrs Scribble nor Scratch had any formal legal training, preferring to rely on their own version of 'legalese', a technical jargon which sounded plausible to the layman. The pretence was that the couple had worked together in the customer complaints department of some indeterminate company and their legal expertise was gleaned from reading the range of warranties on various goods. Under the rules of the game Scribble and Scratch were on their uppers, working from a garret above a kebab shop. Their office consisted of a shared desk, a phone, a laptop, a dartboard and a kettle.

The idea was to invent scenarios for them to 'deal with creatively' that involved them doing as little as possible. The acquisition of 'money' was not the primary goal, it was the accumulation of points that was the real objective. Points would be awarded based on the nature of the scenario, the time taken to 'resolve' the issue and the inventiveness of the responses. The longer it took to resolve the issue the more chance you had to score points. Nothing was deemed off limits and the more devious or absurd the action or explanation the higher the score awarded. The dartboard was the arbiter of any delays incurred whether it be minutes, hours or days. This could mean the length of time a customer was kept waiting on the phone or the number of days required to obtain a replacement part. Penalty points were deducted if you were required to take any positive action to assist the customer, such as sending a letter (as opposed to simply lying about it). Adhering to the principle of 'one step forward, 2 steps back' it was sometimes advantageous to instigate a positive action in order to open up fresh opportunities to further bamboozle the customer and convince them that you are on the case.

Sadly, technology has moved on, which has rather removed the need for staff to think creatively in such situations. It would seem that the only explanation or excuse required by any individual working in a service industry these days is to blame the technology. The advancement of phone systems now means that customers can be placed on hold for days or transferred from department to department ad infinitum without any human intervention. Some companies either choose to put no contact details on their website or alternatively list so many contact numbers that there is little chance that any customer would be able to get in touch with someone capable of dealing with their enquiry.

It is infuriating to see so many websites where the customer relations department is portrayed as a sizeable group of impeccably groomed, ethnically diverse, grinning faces in ultra modern offices. This seems to be a favourite ploy for local authorities and utility companies many of whom see placing the words customer and service in the same sentence as anathema.

Messrs Scribble and Scratch may have gone to that great garret in the sky but they could equally be sitting on a beach in some tax haven having become insanely wealthy by cornering the market in red tape and doing absolutely nothing.