It has been a long day. The NHS has been going through a long drawn out process called Agenda for Change the aim of which is to create a single job assessment system that will reward everyone equally for the job that they do instead of having separate systems for nurses, scientists, technicians, IT people etc.
I won’t go into the details as it is only of interest to those whose jobs are banded lower or higher than what they presently earn, other than to say some time ago I had a rush of blood to the head and volunteered to be one of those who would do the assessing and today it was my turn, with three others, to review a number of people’s jobs.
The thing about the process is that it is subject to subtle semantics, so if two people carry out similar tasks, but one is routine while the other has complicating factors, then the latter gets a higher score and hence higher pay. What this has lead to is folk trying to portray straightforward tasks as being more difficult than they are by dropping in the adjective ‘complex.’
There was a fine example today, a secretary who said that he or she organised ‘complex meetings.’ We looked at each other. What is a complex meeting FFS?
In the end we decided it must be one that starts at 11am. Or 4.30pm. On consecutive Thursdays. Or every third Monday of the month. In meeting room one, two or three (offsite when there is an ‘R’ in the star sign.) And one at which either tea or coffee may be provided. Or neither. Now that’s ‘organising a complex meeting.’
But since we could find no evidence of the the above, whoever it was got the common or garden score.