
I've got an ugly confession to make. So ugly, me reading and editing this entry scares me.
I've been working in an industry where working together as a team is crucial for an individual or a group's success for more or less around five or six years, but I've never fully grasped the concept of teamwork (How far am I on understanding this at the moment? I'm not yet done with the letter "T". Go figure). Either you go ahead and hate or make fun of me on this. I couldn't really care any less at the moment.
I've always related this kind of strategy with two activities: basketball and high school projects-- both which I don't have a spark of interest with. Pardon my primitive mind... I've always been the non-conformist since fate etched the very two letters on my forehead. And don't get me wrong...I have marched and graduated high school with the kind of fashion I wanted--with style, that is.
It's just that back then, whenever I'm assigned to a group for an activity or project, my colleagues' participation are as follows (probably I'd still do this even if I had to live my life all over again):
- Temperature control... simply by letting them sit down and not move a muscle on group activities
- Full participation in minimizing noise pollution by keeping their traps shut. This also gives me peace of mind.
- Them doing the "smile and wave" move to the audience by putting words in their mouths. Voluntarily or otherwise.
Ah, but wait... Don't get me wrong, I've worked in several teams and succeeded on several occasions. How come I still haven't grasped it?
There are two underlying theories and this still depends on a given situation. If I work with people who have already proved themselves worthy of the respect and insight, I'll willingly participate. No questions asked.
But since working with friends isn't something realistic on my part at the very least, I only do it for the sole purpose, that I won't be bothered by anybody's bickering. I'll be bold enough to say that there's nothing holistic in the things that I do-- I only do as I'm told. after the whole thing, I don't have anything to do with you anymore.
Love me, stick with me, or just plain hate me. I don't really give a rat's ass about it. This is me-- or at least a part of me. I'm not forcing myself to anyone. I just come and go as I please, whenever I want it, however I'd like it to be
(Okay... I'd better shut up now)


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