Having a bit of a breather for the past few days at work -- after our big purse auction event --I've had some time to do some cleaning out and reorganizing around the office.
Yesterday I went through this big 80's style metal cabinet, and was shocked at the contents. Keep in mind, after 7 months of working here, I have never needed to open it, so once the door was opened I was VERY uncertain as to what I would find.
I started at the bottom and worked my way to the top. As I worked my way up, the importance of things (from a business perspective) dwindled and the eye-opening, 'OMIGOD!' thoughts magnified. The lower shelves contained annual reports, evaluations, by laws, etc. The things you would EXPECT to find in a filing cabinet. The upper shelves contained personal files like taxes and legal documents. First off, who brings these things to work?! Let alone, leaves them at an office they no longer occupy?
I puzzled over these findings for a few moments, wondering what went on before I entered the office I now oversee. I let these thoughts go as I left for the day, and tended to my own personal matters.
But then, as life often goes, those thoughts from yesterday resurfaced as in managing our website I had to answer the security questions set up on our account.
The first question: Which bank is closest?
Are you kidding me?! I can see the Bank of America sign from my office window. And I am sure anyone who wanted to hack our system could too! You have to wonder what one thinks when they set up security measures like that. I mean why even have a question to answer?
It scares me sometimes to think how little brain power people choose to use, especially when they are trusted to look after something. Consciention, please!
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