managers part two...

 Alfred duPont Chandler was an economics professor at Harvard University.

When I went to University at the ripe old age of 57 I wanted to study philosophy but got sidetracked into economic history and our first study was Chandler who specialised in scale and scope and the duties of the ceo viz, dishing out the top jobs and setting salaries.

I did manage to graduate before family duty called me away before I could get into post graduate study.

when my family obligations were over time had passed me by and I settled into a rural town looking for some peace and quiet only to be confronted with a series of managers who thought they were overlords, didn't have to listen and with a preformed view that I was trouble.

It started when the groundsman next door began to leave his lawnmower outside my flat window at  6:30 on Sunday mornings on full idle

nice. 

the next one tried the same trick but he was snapped into line and then he began to spray my flats verges and clothes on the clothesline and leaving white tail spiders in my washing. My flat also suffered an invasion of centipedes. I kid you not.  He also sicced the cops on me when I doused him with a hose when he came at me! I told the cop that the magistrate would sort it out and he backed off smartly.

anyway the nub is what do you do when the management itself is disingenuous, dissembling and unable to ascertain the character and suitability of the people they have hired?

that is the question.