Friday, 2 December 2011

How Things Work

I work for an organization in the Pentagon, which shall remain anonymous.  It's safe to say that they have a headquarters above them....elsewhere (not in the Pentagon).  Our little group of three hundred odd folks....require a couple of support agreements with several organizations....to operate and live in the Pentagon.

Yes, we 'rent' a spot of space, which we have an agreement with the Pentagon folks.  This agreement provides space, cool air, water, repair folks, and all the things in life to survive.  It's a simple agreement....couple of pages....nothing complicated. Real simple.

The other agreement (I handle both of these)....involves telephone service, which we receive via the US Army's little telephone organization in the Pentagon.  They write up this simple three-page document, and it comes over to me.  I bless it.  My commander blesses it.  Then it goes to our headquarters.  Well....this year, there were problems.

It's a rather simple document and everyone in the Pentagon, from the Marines to the Coast Guard....from the Air Force to "Leon" (the big guy)....all sign their agreement, and life goes on.

My headquarters came back in August, and had problems.  The telephone folks didn't really want to modify much of anything.  Everyone signs their agreement without issue.  The old agreement ended on 1 October.  So naturally, there ought to be a new agreement in effect.  There isn't.

So we are at the 2nd of December.....with numerous suggestions by the headquarters to modify this contract.  They even sent me a template and suggested what the Army telephone guys had to change.

Well.....nothing much is moving.  This morning came this odd event.  Our organizational agreements lady calls me up and she just had the headquarters office chat with her.  They've got this big 'red' spot on their deadlines list.....the telephone agreement between my organization and the Army telephone office.

I listened to her a minute....then realizing which agreement this was, and I asked what exactly she wanted.  She wanted me to know that the headquarters folks were disturbed with the pace of things.

I reminded her that spring would likely occur and no agreement might be signed.  As long as we pay our bill.....which we do....I don't think the Army telephone folks will move an inch to change their support agreement.  In fact....we might go all the way to 1 October of 2012....without an agreement.  "Oh my" was her reaction, but she kinda knows that I might be right.

You've got a bunch of folks who want to move the world.....and some Army telephone folks who want the world to stay contained on three simple pages with twenty-odd other customers from the same building.  As long as we pay the bill....life will continue on.  I just wonder if my headquarters might be stupid enough to withhold money eventually....to test the waters.

So, this is basically how things work in the Pentagon.  Folks moving imaginary mountains, and folks stabilizing imaginary mountains.  And somehow, I survive in the basement.....sipping tea, and wondering if "Leon" has problems like this on a daily basis.  

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