Category Archives: humour

RFP Fantasy

You can thank Joël Collin-Demers and his “magical end state” fantasy for this one!

To the tune of Rock And Roll Fantasy.

Here come the jesters, one, two, three
They’re all party to my RFP
I love the process and I love to woo the crowd
Promising the volumes with a reality shroud, yeah, yeah

Here come the vendors one by one
Your boss’ callin’ but you’re having fun
You find you’re swayin’ to the number 3 pitch
Ignore the risk assessor and make a product switch

It’s all part of your RFP fantasy, yeah
It’s all part of your RFP dream, yeah

It’s all part of your RFP fantasy
It’s all part of your RFP dream, yeah

Focus the spotlights, no one spared
Then comes the bidding, until prices pared
The reps desperate, you can hear them beg
Don’t want to pay much for a big goose egg

It’s all part of your RFP fantasy, yeah
It’s all part of your RFP dream, yeah

It’s all part of your RFP fantasy
It’s all part of your RFP dream, yeah

Fantasy!

Never forget that, in Procurement, you’re always in Bad Company.

8 Signs You Were Forced Into Purchasing

Tom Mills, author of Procure Bites, recently gave us 8 signs you were meant for Procurement, which left some of you, in organizations where Purchasing is still treated as an old school function, and run by old-school die-hards who still think its the (19)80s, wondering where it came from because that’s NOT the personality profile you’re used to seeing.

Although Tom’s profile is the profile you want to see in Procurement, if your Procurement organization is still the Island of Misfit Toys, that’s not the profile you have. This post is for you and describes your Purchasing department where everyone there was put there because they didn’t belong (or want to be) anywhere else, and for one reason or another the organization can’t (or won’t) get rid of them just yet.

Enjoy!


 

The Office Of Procurement

In a dark office basement
Stale air all around
Dank smell of old HVAC
Rising up from the ground
Up the stairs in the distance
I see a shimmering light
My eyes grow heavy and my sight grows dim
I have to stop for the night

Then she stands in the doorway
I hear the mission bell
And I am thinking to myself
This could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lights up a candle
And she shows me the way
There are voices in the sub-basement
I think I hear them say

Welcome to the Office of Procurement
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Where we fall from grace
Plenty of room in the Office of Procurement
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find me here

My mind is cost-savings-twisted
Can’t buy the Mercedes-Benz, uh
Sales got a lot of pretty, pretty toys
I work weekends
How they spend without limits
It just blows my mind
While they spend in excess
I have to count the dimes!

So I called up the the Vendor
“Can you spare me some yield”
He said, “We haven’t had those margins here since
Woodstock claimed the field”
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Office of Procurement
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Where we fall from grace
They’re livin’ it up at the Office of Procurement
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

LED Lights on the ceiling
The Prosecco on ice
And they say, “We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device”
And in the master’s chambers
We gather for the feast
We stab it with our steely knives
But we just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember
I was running for the door
I had to find the staircase back
To the place I was before
“Relax”, said the Big Boss
“We are programmed to receive
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave

(That Vendor Rep) He Ain’t Pretty …

A verbal commentary on the current state of SaaS …

I wore two hats, I was pounding the sand
And on the weekend in a rock & roll band
One Monday aft in the office board room
In walked a rep who looked like Max Headroom

He stared at me and it was scaring me off
He said he worked for the vendor on top
I heard a voice inside me say
He ain’t pretty he just looks that way

We made a date for demo round two
I wore my jeans and he wore a suit
There was this misconception all over town
That he sold software savings by the pound

He said “Buy my app, there won’t be no fuss
I said “Why? you haven’t shown me cost-plus
Watching him leave I heard his grunt-in-tow say
He ain’t pretty he just looks that way

So, I called his office, the admin was there
Said “He’s busy, he can’t come to the phone
I held my breath, decided to wait
A guy like me needs to set some things straight

I got stuck with the sales rep from hell
Didn’t take much time for my hormones to tell
Letting him in has been a grave mistake
He ain’t pretty he just looks that way

His ego wrote cheques incredibly fast
But the software he sold wouldn’t save us the cash
I laughed out loud to my total dismay
He ain’t pretty he just looks that way
He ain’t pretty he just looks that way

He ain’t pretty
He ain’t pretty
He ain’t pretty
He ain’t pretty he just looks that way

Joel is mostly right. Writing …

Writing is something you try to start and then …

“…you suddenly don’t know how to write”
But at least you’re one step ahead of today’s generation that can’t write at all!

“…that you’re [going to feel like] a fraud
Whereas the influencers don’t care that they are, and that’s why they are more prolific than you.

“…that you actually maybe don’t know anything”
Which will be a great start if it happens! Great writers actually question what they know.

“…that you can’t possibly be this bad at writing”
But, at least for now, you can, because you haven’t actually written since College/University!

“…that your English teacher was right about you”
I hope not, because if you have this thought, you need to get professional help immediately! (As you
have some serious self esteem problems.)

“…that a caffeinated squirrel could produce better prose”
That will always be the case, but this shouldn’t worry you because they are all too busy with sabotage!

“…that you don’t know how sentences work”
It’s just the English language. The question you need to be asking, does anyone?
Nihongo wa kenmeida.
English is not. No structure! No hard and fast rules. Every time you finally comprehend one more thing about the language, even if it was your first language, you realize two more things just don’t make sense (and wonder what idiot decades, if not hundreds of years, ago decided the word, phrase, spelling, grammar, etc. should be part of it).
This is one of the primary reasons some people confuse Gen-AI output with intelligence as Gen-AI produces near perfect English from a spelling and grammatical viewpoint, even if the meaning is pure nonsense upon deeper inspection.

“…that autocorrect is silently judging you”
And this is why you write offline in an old-school text app (like TextEdit on the Mac if you’re out-of-the-box, or a customized Zed or BBEdit which can be configured to the level of help you want). Then you don’t have to worry about this phobia bothering you.

“…that the blinking cursor is mocking your very existence”
This is also a sign you might need professional help, so if this is what you think, please get it. (Your job is to mock the cursor!)

“…that you should have pursued interpretive dance after all”
Let me be blunt here. If you’re better at communicating without words, this is a good option!
Just remember that it doesn’t pay well unless you get into a top troupe, but still …

“…that cave paintings had better narrative structure”
Joel mixed up his tenses here. Compared to the majority of “content” on social media, cave paintings still HAVE better narrative structure! And are sometimes clearer than the weird constructs “modern” language makes us use.

“…that you’re one backspace away from goat farming”
I wish! That would be a great and noble pursuit! I’d go one step further and also provide a rental service and negate the need for gas guzzling or energy sucking lawn mowers! Plus, goat cheese is easier to digest than cow cheese and goats produce (less than) half (of) the CO2 of cows! It’s a win-win-win all around.

“…that your keyboard is conspiring against you”
Nahhh, it’s just wearing out fast because you are taking your frustrations with yourself out on it. Try not to, it’s not the keyboard.

“…that your draft is sentient and embarrassed by you”
Okay, now you’ve reached full delusional status — check yourself into that psyche ward immediately. Then, when you accept that you’re not, get back to it.

“…that the void is staring back at you while laughing”
Well, we all know this. Lovecraft told us it was so! And it is. But it stares back at us through everything we do, so just accept it. Nothing else you can do!

“…that maybe you were completely mad all this time”
Look, if you haven’t accepted you are completely mad by the point you start writing, why the heck are you trying to write? (We’ll get back to this one.)

“…that you should communicate with hand gestures now”
Well, learning ASL would be a fantastic option! Instead of just another language, it’s a whole new way to communicate. And would allow you to communicate more silently and focus more on your thoughts that will help you with your writing.

“…that maybe society peaked with smoke signals”
Any society that is able to function self-sufficiently and harmoniously with nature is a peak society, even if it uses smoke signals for communication. Many of these societies invented some form of writing, so it shouldn’t stop you.

Writing is masochism but with better branding.”
No, it’s just pain. There’s no pleasure. And you have to be stark raving mad to want to do it. You do it for the greater good. Not just because it forces you to crystallize, cement, and confirm your thoughts (as some people can learn to do that through mediation), but because it helps you simplify them in a way you can convey to others (willing to read and think) so that they too can consume and conceive of the benefits!

“Realize 3 months later that the writing got a bit easier …”

Nope! Because there’s a 99%+ chance that you won’t make it that long! I chronicled the rise and fall of the blogs for over a decade (and while the resource site is now offline, I still have the database backup that contains hundreds of dead blogs and sites).

The rise (and fall, and rise again) of blogging, newsletters, and podcasting all follow(ed) the same pattern:

  • 90% didn’t survive beyond the 3rd entry/3rd day
  • a significant number essentially died by the 32 entry/3rd week
    (as frequency became sparse)
  • 90% of those that remained after the 3rd entry/day didn’t survive beyond the 33 entry / 3rd month

And since social media posting is just Web 3.0 Blogging … odds are 99 to 1 you’re not going to make it 3 months. Sad, but true.