How the hell did I end up in a position like this? There is nothing in the corporate job description about sitting in my office and listening to a never-ending stream of people spilling their guts out about the issues that are stopping them from accomplishing their assigned jobs. There is especially nothing in the job description about listening to one person come in in the morning with multiple reasons why another person is causing them multiple problems and then having that other person come in in the afternoon and tell me that the person who was in in the morning is the one stopping them from getting their job done.
Perhaps it is because I am in this organizationally strange position that does not seem to fit into any box, that does not have lines connecting lots of people to me, that does not imply people work for me; but these people seem to believe that there is no impunity to being totally open during these sessions in my office. Perhaps it is a form of compliment that they believe they can be so open. But, there is no code of confidentiality for the confessional of my office. This is the part that amazes me.
You need to understand, I have one of those positions that is shown in a box that sort of floats of to the side all by itself. These jobs can either be prime picks or are dead ends that are one step from the door. At least for now, I am fairly sure my little box is one of the prime picks. I believe this because when people ask my boss what the heck I do he answers with “whatever I need him to do”, or “whatever needs to be done”, or my personal favorite, “whatever he thinks should be done”.
But there is one aspect of this strange position that I have taken a very long time to adapt to. Actually, I have to admit that I am only somewhat along the path to adapting to this aspect. This position has no identified power. Yet this position has tremendous power. In reviews, I am the business’ designated Lord-High Inquisitor, I ask many questions; many more than anyone else. Afterwards I also quietly perform analysis and observation outside of the public inquisitions. I form very strong opinions of actions that should be taken that I expresses to those who actually posses authority to act.
Some might refer to me as Grima, Wormtongue, whispering behind the throne. But I think I am actually much more like Merlin, passing through and causing action without really touching. After all, for every issue I have influenced that people know I have influenced there have been five or ten others that they do not even realize I have influenced. This is true Office Magic.
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When I encounter people like the gossips and tattlers you deal with, I try to get them to pick a task they want to accomplish and then focus on the next step in that task. It’s not worth twisting my brain around whether there is any truth in the interpersonal squabbles they describe. This is business — not family or a soap opera. Does being Merlin help?
Merlin has powers beyond the gossips’ and tattlers’ wildest dreams.