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At my previous job, I was often criticised for pointing out the obvious weaknesses and failure points of new ideas. I always made sure to remind the project's owner when it inevitably failed, and that they shouldn't have ignored the doomsayer in the room. The best part is that they couldn't fire me because I was a competent worker during a shortage caused by the pandemic.
Now that we have a club confirmed, we should have club meetings! Though I see how that may not work out...
Yeah, that was me. I always had to get my warnings in writing so they couldn't blame me when their idea failed
Good on you for standing by the truth and genuinely looking out for your workplace and co-workers! Being the one to point out uncomfortable truths isn’t easy, but it’s crucial for a healthy work environment. When people like you leave, it often leads to a wider exodus of staff, significant loss of experience and knowledge—and the business feels the impact. Keep being that voice of reason!
That's nice, but also inaccurate in my case. I was at a point where I didn't give a rat's ass about my employment there. The most experienced veterans had quit because they weren't getting a fair salary, and new personnel (hired at a starting salary of 1.5 times that of the veterans) were absolute morons that I and others had to train. Management was also doubled in size in my final year, but at the cost of moving even more people (the experienced ones) away from the production floor. The place was in a nosedive and I was ready to jump out and watch the flames from a distance.
So no, I wasn't the voice of reason, I was the voice of not giving a fuck.