Form-Fitting Fanny

Pierre Dolet writes his Notes from the Cube . . .

Fanny, if truth must be told, loves Forms.

Much like chocolate, cheesecake and the fourth macaroon in the box - all of which she insists "I really shouldn't be doing this" - Fanny is addicted to Forms.

Worse, she is a Form Pusher.

Worse Worse: Fanny is the equivalent of a Form Drug Lord, using her network of connections to push her seductive product onto an addiction-cowed public, from the upper class power brokers of executive management who can afford to "use" the product through their proxy secretaries without actually having to suffer its direct negative effects, to the plebs like moi reeling from its foul effects daily, hourly, minute by minute.

Oh, I know you, Fanny: no situation exists that cannot be corrupted by a Form. Is the process running smoothly? Create a form to record its progress. Does the email one-liner answer the question? Develop a form for the questions. Is it too simple? Complicate it with a form.

In this company, we have 498 employees. We have 504 forms.

And each form requires a work instruction to explain it.

And each work instruction requires training.

Merci, chere Fanny. Mercy.