Hoarding is easier. I think every
man knows that deep down, but most of us live with women who do seem to get an
extra chromosome...the tidy gene. At home that means the remote control does
not live on the sofa and that newspaper from last Wednesday is not going to
turn into a fixture...if you want to live. But at work, we have rather more
power and I have never known a store cupboard or room yet that is not a male
preserve.
I am not being sexist here. I am
all for equality and have personally never craved storeroom control but it is
just a fact of life. Where there is a growing pile of junk a man is involved.
He naturally sees the effort and potential problems involved in getting rid and
has never yet derived any real pleasure in seeing any space clutter free. It
only a member of the fairer sex who can spend countless hours cleaning a room
and then declare that it was all worthwhile because it looks so clean and tidy.
A man would much prefer to close the door and watch the footie.
So the storeroom tends to fill up
over time. There are the stores of course...the paper, maybe some toner for the
printers, a bit of stationary...but the most interesting stuff is the waste.
You know what I mean. The stuff we all know we are finished with but getting
rid of it completely would take some real positive action. The broken chair,
those old filing cabinets, that fax machine no one was using anymore, the
accounts printer that only prints when it feels like it and that old desktop
that crashed last month.
This is the stuff you cannot put
in the bins round the back of the office. It’s easy to get rid of waste paper
and discarded coffee cups and milk cartons. You have bins for that and the
collection is all arranged on a bi-weekly basis with that nice man in the
hi-viz jacket, but he does not take broken chairs and he does not take old
computers. And the old computers are tricky. Dimly in the back of your mind,
you remember that it has a hard drive. You cannot just throw that away. So
putting it in the boot of the car and slipping it down the local tip is not
really an option. You know you are not supposed to do that with business waste
anyway but the hard drive worries you, a little. Not enough to do anything else
but stack it in the storeroom though. Because it is safe there. Out of sight
and out of mind.
Except that is not the answer.
Not forever. Eventually the storeroom gets full. Eventually someone with influence suggests
that it looks like a tip in there. Sooner or later you are forced to face up to
the fact that this stuff has to go.
Ideally at this point you realise
that your first priority should be data security, closely followed by the
demands of sustainability. In other words, get it data clean then recycle it.
And herein lies the problem of course, because it is at this point where some
people get the impression that someone will clear their storeroom for free,
whilst meeting their various priorities.
Let’s recap. This is waste. You
know it and I know it. Not only has it been in that storeroom since Clive
Sinclair last had a glint in his eye but it was put there because it is BROKEN.
Your list of stuff includes a few bits of IT equipment, a few bit of general
WEEE and some broken down old office furniture. And yet you expect someone to
come and get it, give you all the right paperwork, erase your data and recycle
the kit for...nothing.
Sorry Jim, this is not logical.
And the problems are all caused by people not understanding what we are doing
here. This is about the data and the planet. We all have a legal responsibility
to protect the data we hold that concerns other people. That sounds reasonable
to me. I do not want any business or organisation that has my personal details
risking any sort of breach thank you very much. And the government and the
European Union take it seriously enough to pass laws making it illegal, with
very large fines. Quite soon directors will be held responsible, and could end
up going to jail if they are found guilty of some seriously nefarious data
related disaster.
So before you hand your entire
database over to some free collection service, be bloody sure that they are going
to do things properly....for nothing remember. Of course sir, your data will be
rubbed out using a J-cloth and some white spirit, when old Joe gets around to
it. Well if old Joe gets around to it. Nothing really to worry about, because
we will be sending it to Africa anyway...
Which brings us back to the
planet. Tossing your data away might cost you £500k, which turns a free
collection into a very expensive mistake. But not ensuring that your equipment
is properly recycled is quite literally a crime against nature. I am relatively
new to this industry but I have come to hate landfill, and the idea that we can
countenance so many people cheating the regulations to make a profit, or in our
example’s case save a few quid.
I am beginning to resent losing
orders to these free services. Part of that is my natural inclination to
compete. I like winning you see, and therefore hate losing. I am not and never
have been a good loser. I make Arsene Wenger, Jose Mourinho and Alex Red-Nose
Ferguson look positively cheery by comparison with me. But that is because they
usually play on a level playing field.
£100 to get rid of a pile of junk
legally, morally and responsibly is not a bad deal. Nothing to get your
database on eBay and your old equipment into landfill in Ghana is a terrible
deal.
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