From the monthly archives:

June 2006

Awkward Silence

by Brian Gilham on June 29, 2006

Lately, it seems like I’ve run into just about every person I ever attended high school with. It usually happens at the mall, the movie theatre, Tim Hortons, or another place where you almost always end up running into somebody. The conversation usually goes something like this.

Former classmate: “Heeey!” (Faking surprise and enthusiasm. Come on, we both saw each other from across the room.)

Me: “Heeeey!”

FC: “How’s it going?

Me: “Good, good. How about you?” (Already a little bit bored with the conversation, but trying to be polite.)

FC: “Great, so what have you been up to?”

Me: “Oh, I just graduated, how about you? (Genuinely bored and searching for an exit at this point.)

FC: “You know, I’ve been going to school/working/sitting on my ass for the last two years.”

Me: “That’s awesome. Well, see you later.” (Yes! An exit!)

FC: “Definitely, we should hang out sometime!”

Me: “Yeah, definitely. Well, uh…bye.”

Repeat that scenario about 25 times and you have the basic structure of many of the conversations I have been a part of in the last couple of weeks. Why do we put ourselves through so much trouble, just to be polite?

I mean, let’s be honest with ourselves here. We pretty much just barely tolerated each other in high school. I know I seemed really nice at the time, but I was secretly wishing the building would burn down or everyone else in the room would just spontaneously combust. I mostly spent my time trying to keep myself amused and not fall asleep.

I’m just being honest.

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Sleeping at Work

by Brian Gilham on June 27, 2006

Whilst puttering around the warehouse this morning, I found myself suddenly struck with a very severe affliction that can be described only as the “yawns”. It was right before the lunch break and, needless to say, the illness quickly spread throughout the premises, infecting everyone in short order. Surveying the madness before me, I knew something had to be done.

So, I took a nap.

Okay, so it didn’t happen quite like that — I was still on the clock, after all. Once the lunch buzzer sounded, I hauled myself into the fruit fly-infested lunch room and managed to scarf down half my sandwich before having to get the hell out of there. When eating among bugs, it would seem, it becomes difficult to not feel like one is eating the bugs themselves.

Upon making my hasty exit, I immediately began my search for an adequate napping spot within the warehouse. I am fortunate enough to have an employer who considers your break “your time” and doesn’t really bother us much. Normally I would head outside and lie down on the grass for this sort of thing, but it was pouring this morning and the ground was damp.

After a couple of moments, the ideal napping nest was found. Hidden behind some shelves at the back of the warehouse, in a dark spot, the location presented an excellent place to kick back and get some shut eye. I mean, if an afternoon nap was good enough for Winston Churchill, it’s good enough for me, right?

Aside from waking up briefly unaware of my surroundings, the experience went quite well, I must say. It was my own little siesta. With that in mind, I feel it necessary to present the following tips to anyone who wishes to follow in my footsteps and make a habit of sleeping at work:

  1. Do not try sleeping while on the clock. Your employer pays you good (okay? sort of good? decent? terrible?) money to work and so you should. Unless, of course, your job is to sleep. If this is the case, sign me up!
  2. Your first task is to find an adequate place in which to sleep. Ideally, this spot should be dark, quiet, and have a very low chance of co-worker disturbance. If you work in an office setting, I would suggest checking under your desk, in some sort of utility closet, or on one of the lower floors of the building. If you work in a warehouse, as I do, you can pretty much sleep anywhere that will accomodate you. Try finding spots behind shelving units, under pieces of machinery or conveyor belts, or anywhere else that might tickle your fancy. Remember, this spot should be easily accessible. It’s not like your lunch break is going to last forever, bub.
  3. Try to procure some sort of semi-soft substance to sleep on. I used folded-down pieces of cardboard and I found they worked quite well. You know Earl, that creepy guy who works in your shipping department and always has little pieces of cardboard hanging off his shirt? You’re about to become his best friend.
  4. Ensure you have a way of waking yourself up at the end of the break. I’m lucky enough to have an extremely loud buzzer which sounds throughout the entire warehouse. You may work in an office environment, or somewhere similar, which is not very open to loud ringing noises. In this situation, a watch with an alarm can be invaluable. It’s strapped to your wrist, so there’s no chance of losing it, and it isn’t loud enough to bother anyone nearby. If having people in your immediate vicinity is not a concern, try going for a full-blown alarm clock, particularly if you are a heavy sleeper. Another option is to try using an MP3 player with an alarm function, which has the added benefit of putting the alarm noise/music directly in your ears. Whatever route you take, make sure you can wake up. Not showing up to work all afternoon would not exactly make a good impression.
  5. If you’re caught and find yourself in trouble, try these 10 excuses for sleeping at work.
  6. Enjoy!

Having a quick, 20-minute nap can be a great way to refresh yourself for the remainder of the work day and can be a good way to collect yourself mentally before heading back to work. According to a number of newspaper articles, this practice is also backed up by research that shows workers and employers can benefit from afternoon naps.

If anybody has any tips they’d like to share — either about sleeping at work or another method of “charging the batteries” — feel free to post them in the comments or give me a shout. I’ll post any good ones I receive in a later post.

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No Alternative

by Brian Gilham on June 27, 2006

A number of newspapers in Ontario, both local and national, have spent the last week reporting on the coroner’s inquest into the shooting death of 17-year-old Jeffrey Reodica. The shooting, which took place two years ago, has sparked a national discussion on use of force by police, driven largely by Reodica’s young age.

The Toronto Star today reported on the tension within the courtroom yesterday, as Det. Const. Dan Belanger testified to his part in the incident. According to the Star, Belanger, the officer who fired three times into Reodica’s back, testified he truly believed both he and his partner were in immediate danger when Reodica began swinging a knife at them. If three shots hadn’t put the kid down, he would have fired more, he said.

“I believed Jeffrey was going to inflict serious or bodily harm on myself or my partner, To stop that, I discharged my firearm until that threat was stopped.” –Det. Const. Dan Belanger

When asked if any other alternative to shooting the youth, Belanger said there was none, the Star reported. His collapsible baton and pepper spray were both in a backpack in the back seat of his car. By the time he extended the baton, he said, Reodica could have stabbed his partner, Det. Const. Allen Love. If sprayed, nothing would stop the teen from wildly swinging his knife, he added.

Jeffrey’s family is obviously distraught with the entire situation, the pain still lingering two years after the fact. The article stated that many took to screaming at the two officers outside the courtroom and expressing their anger and resentment through the media.

“He had an extendible baton and he had pepper spray. … Shooting three times was excessive.” –Robyn Reodica

The Special Investigations Unit (SIU) conducted a 16-week investigation into the shooting, as they do with any violent incident involving a police officer, and concluded that Belanger’s actions, while regrettable, were legally justified. According to their report, 31 civilian witnesses and five police witnesses were interviewed. A number of items were also retained for evidence.

“I believe, based on the very thorough investigation conducted by this Unit, that the force used was reasonable however regrettable the outcome may be.” -James L. Cornish, SIU

I aim the following criticisms not so much at the Reodica family, but at many of their supporters. Hundreds of people have banded behind the family, crying “police brutality!” and “excessive force!”. Give me a break. I think it’s time we all gained some perspective on this situation.

Let me make one thing clear: I feel nothing but compassion for the Reodica family. I cannot begin to imagine the pain they must be feeling, and must have felt in the last two years. This must have been, without question, one of the hardest situations they will face together and I can only hope they will one day reach a point where the pain is not quite so overwhelming.

Jeffrey’s sister, Robyn, made a point of asking why the officers felt shooting her brother was their only option when they had a baton and pepper spray available to them. Okay, on the surface I can understand her concerns. However, it is worth nothing that the officer have testified (and the SIU probe confirmed) that those tools were not at the officer’s immediate disposal.

As mentioned in the Toronto Star article, as well as the SIU report, Belanger and Love were in plainclothes and in an unmarked police car. They were off on a food run and, quite frankly, were not in a position to be fully equipped for any situation which may have come their way. I mean, it’s not like these were uniformed officers on their normal patrols, these were just two guys who answered the call after no regular patrols were available to respond.

Belanger testified that, due to the baton and spray being in the car, he would have been unable to reach the items before his partner was potentially seriously injured. If, as both he and Love have testified, he truly believed Reodica was swinging a knife at his partner, he was absolutely justified in attempting to prevent that attack. He used the only tool at his disposal — his gun. If I were in a situation where I was being attacked by a knife-wielding assailant, I can only hope a police officer present at the scene would have the wits to do the same thing.

Reodica’s mother called the two officers “killer cops”, reportedly loud enough for Belanger and Love to hear inside the courthouse. While I can understand her pain, I simply cannot support her claims. We, as a society, give these men and women the power to defend us and, if necessary, kill someone who is a threat to the greater population. We give them the guns and we give them the training. Sometimes, a cop is called upon to defend another police officer, sometimes with lethal force. A gun was not used in this situation simply because the boy was attacking a fellow police officer, it was used because a fellow citizen and human being was in danger.

This is what we train, equip, and pay these officers to do.

One need only think of what they would want done if a member of their family were in a similar situation to understand where I’m coming from. Condemning these officers simply because they did their jobs accomplishes nothing. If this had been a 35-year-old man, would there have been the same public outcry? I doubt it. However, we live in an age where the young have increasingly become murders and violent offenders.

At what point do we allow our police forces to begin treating them like the threats they are, rather than coddling them?

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A New Beginning

by Brian Gilham on June 25, 2006

Well, here we go again.

I’ve wiped out everything from the last couple of days (I was unhappy with those posts anyway) and begun work on Ekonoline anew. This time around, I’ve left the design of the site up to someone else and plan to focus solely on the content of the site. Once I have a good selection of content — enough that I won’t just go ahead and delete it all — I will then, and only then, begin to think about designing a new layout myself. Until that time comes, expect Ekonoline to stay the way it is.

If anything, my website tends to reflect my personality: crazy, spontaneous, and generally all over the place. It is a constant struggle to continue writing (which, believe it or not, is my true love) and ignore the ever-present urge to re-design the whole damn thing. Taking a look at my statistics, it’s good to see some of you are still along for the crazy ride.

Cheers.

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