Saturday, August 19, 2006

Best Shore policy...hardly a new phenomenom.

having worked in an IT company for the last 5 years, I am familiar with the best shore policy. In fact there is a fair chance that in the very near future, my job may well be being filled by an Indian or Malaysian as they can do the job cheaper and more than likely, more diligently. Understandably, a lot of people are concerned about it and it isn't really doing a lot for race relations in my office as the idea of the 'curry munchers' taking peoples jobs is hardly palatable.

Needless to say, when I voiced the opinion that such ideas as out sourcing and best shore are old time work practices and proven to be successful, I was somewhat shouted down...and indeed had things thrown at me...tyres deflated etc.

But seriously, when England sent convicts to Australia, this was a version of the best shore policy. They didn't want bread thieves and rapists in the old Country anymore, they were costing too much and the prisons were too full...therefore, shaft them off to Australia.
An example of out sourcing from the old times is that of the Africans being shipped to the US and South America (primarily Brazil) as slaves. The cotton farmers didn't want to do their own picking anymore, so why not bring in some ebony specimens to do hard yards...of course the payment and fair treatment bit was missed out there, but it was a work in progress.

So sadly, best shore, out sourcing, expected customer contacts, average speed of answer and quality control are expressions that are here to stay

17 Comments:

At 1:27 PM , Blogger LaLa said...

I used to recruit for a Collections Centre and it was slowly being relocated to Manila, which they were up in arms about. I can understand their concern as it's not nice to lose your job, but why not go and get a better job?

Who wants to do Collections for fucks sake? Trying to get money out of arseholes who don't want to pay.

I'd rather scrub loo's or edit porn.

Both of which I have done.

 
At 2:22 PM , Blogger SkinFluteSymphony said...

My standard 'I'd rather do......than that job' is to be the floor cleaner in a peep show....and no, i haven't done it...yet.

 
At 2:24 PM , Blogger SkinFluteSymphony said...

and...you edited porn??? Interesting career choice

 
At 2:29 PM , Blogger LaLa said...

Oh yes... it was something that I fell into, so to speak... I got paid well but there is only so many vaginas you want to look at every day.

 
At 2:47 PM , Blogger SkinFluteSymphony said...

how does one fall into this line of work??

 
At 2:51 PM , Blogger LaLa said...

Bugger.. I posted a comment about the porn under a different entry... but I am sure you will find it.

One of my friends worked for a Broadband Media company as the Receptionist and they needed an Assistant. As this was in the decline of the dot com's the only stuff we could get to stream by the end was porn...

 
At 3:01 PM , Blogger SkinFluteSymphony said...

fair enough...I use toi have a housemate that was a porn addict...thank Christ this was before any of us knew about the internet or he would have never left his house again

 
At 3:04 PM , Blogger LaLa said...

I had one too!

Every time he got pissed in London he would come home clutching a new one which he bought in Soho.

He and my brother actually educated me at 17 by showing me one called Sorority Sex Kittens. Biggest all girl orgy or something

 
At 3:16 PM , Blogger SkinFluteSymphony said...

mine started out innocent enough, but after a while his addiction got pretty bad and unless there was any number of just outright weird things happening on the screen at once, he didn't like it. He was like a drug user who uses dope as a gateway drug and moves onto smack...but his smack was double penetration gang bangs.

He also had the disturbing habit of watching it in the lounge room and tending to himself if he thought he had a minute of peace. Many was the time one of us would come home late at night (4 boys in the house) with perhaps some 'company', only to have old Blue on the couch, porn a playin, knockin the ears off it.

needless to say....we all went pretty loveless in that house

 
At 3:18 PM , Blogger LaLa said...

Wow. I have heard stories like that but always presumed they were urban legends.

Yeah, I would have been a bit taken aback if I went home with a boy and saw that on his couch

 
At 3:24 PM , Blogger SkinFluteSymphony said...

If you said urban legend around this guy, he would take it as a complement..seriously, not the sharpest knife in the block.

 
At 3:25 PM , Blogger LaLa said...

And I guess there is just nothing like the smell of day old spoof to get you excited about getting up in the mornings.

 
At 3:34 PM , Blogger SkinFluteSymphony said...

it really puts the jam in your donut so to speak...shit bad analogy

 
At 3:36 PM , Blogger LaLa said...

Yeah, and I meant "Getting out of bed in the mornings" rather than "getting up" in the mornings.

 
At 3:37 PM , Blogger SkinFluteSymphony said...

either way, my reply stays the same. Taken with a liberal dose of sarcasm

 
At 3:46 PM , Blogger LaLa said...

Ugh.. Yuk. I am grossing myself. Damn my overactive imagination

 
At 3:57 PM , Blogger SkinFluteSymphony said...

I think God that the ability to filter what is going on in my head before it hits the keyboard...

 

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