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See also the [[Northern Ireland portfolio]] in the nineteen seventies.
{{a|people|{{image|Dead man walking|jpg|The [[head of the documentation unit]] yesterday.}}}}''See also the [[Northern Ireland portfolio|Secretary of State for Northern Ireland]].''


One of the accursed people in an Investment Bank, the head of the docs unit is only in the role to atone for a sin (possibly one committed in a former life), or as act of spite, vengeance or perverse cruelty from someone else further up the organisation.
The [[head of the documentation unit]] is an accursed person in an [[investment bank]], although {{sex|he}} is usually the last one to recognise this. This poor sod is responsible for the performance of the sainted men and women tasked with making  [[contract]]ual flesh the fantastical aspirations of the [[credit]] department: the {{ISDA}} [[Negotiator]]s.


Running the negotiators is an utterly thankless role, one totally bereft of thanks, which - because of its cost, heft, and inevitable negative impact on the franchise, is irresistible fodder for [[change manager|change managers]], [[management consultant|management consultants]], and people who think a “[[chief operating officer]]” is a fine thing to aspire to, to fiddle with. Which means any well-meaning attempts you make to fix things are bound to fail, and fail in a way that is inextribably tied to you.
One earns this Sisyphean task only to atone for a sin committed in a former life, or as an act of spite, vengeance or perverse cruelty from someone else further up the organisation than you. So, keep your friends close and — when it comes promotion time — your enemies closer.  


Because this is what the doc unit means:
In an [[investment bank]], being a place of universal grasping fixation on advancement, it isn’t hard to find a stooge to take the role: all you have to do is present it as a [[stretch assignment]]. It is an opportunity for advancement, you see: managing three hundred people, in six centres across seven time zones, with a chance to overhaul a broken process and rock the house on a franchise-critical operational function.  
*To [[sales]]: WHERE'S MY GODDAMN ISDA?
*To the [[chief operating officer]]: Why does this cost so much and who the hell are all these people?
*To the [[general counsel]]: A PAIN IN THE ARSE.
*To a [[change manger]]: OFFSHORE THAT SUCKER TO INDIA!


In an [[investment bank]], being a place of universal grasping fixation on advancement, it isn't hard to find a stooge to take the role: all you have to do is present it as a [[stretch assignment]]; an opportunity for advancement: managing three hundred people, in six centres across seven time zones, with a chance to overhaul and rock the house on a franchise-critical operational function. Who would not leap at that?
Who would not leap at that?


A person with a cautious or reflective nature. That's who.
A person with a cautious or reflective nature, that’s who. So, when they come for you, ask yourself this: ''why'' are they asking ''me'' to do this and not someone already in, or with some understanding of, the documentation unit? ''These people know something you don’t. Do not fall for their lionisation of your people management skills. IT ISN’T ABOUT PEOPLE MANAGEMENT''.


Running the [[documentation unit]] is thankless not because of the [[negotiator]]s — by and large, a perfectly pleasant, capable and long-suffering bunch, though not unknown to have cabin fever or the fractious personalities of family pets that have been kicked too often — but, because of its cost, heft, and inevitably negative impact on the franchise. It is therefore an irresistible target for the malign ministrations of the hoard of [[change manager|change managers]], [[management consultant|management consultants]] and [[chief operating officer]]s who roam unchecked in a modern investment bank. They see manifold opportunity to implement their sacred maxims: [[offshoring]], [[outsourcing]], [[operationalising]], [[Automation|automating]] — all of kind of easily-spoken ideas will flood their feverish minds.


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These ideas, cribbed from academic texts and theoretical models which have never experienced the horror of peering into the depths of an {{isdama}}, will override any practical thoughts the poor [[head of the documentation unit]] might have had to fix things, but not before they have been co-opted, amalgamated, misinterpreted, brutalized and systematically forced through a sieve of business administration [[dogma]] until they are unrecognizable, unworkable, inexcusable, and profoundly the fault of the [[head of the documentation unit]]. 
 
At that point (indeed, long before), he — or she — is generally regarded as a dead man walking.<ref>Readers who sense that the author has experienced these sensations from close range would be absolutely right.</ref>
 
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*[[General Counsel]]
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See also the Secretary of State for Northern Ireland.

The head of the documentation unit is an accursed person in an investment bank, although he is usually the last one to recognise this. This poor sod is responsible for the performance of the sainted men and women tasked with making contractual flesh the fantastical aspirations of the credit department: the ISDA Negotiators.

One earns this Sisyphean task only to atone for a sin committed in a former life, or as an act of spite, vengeance or perverse cruelty from someone else further up the organisation than you. So, keep your friends close and — when it comes promotion time — your enemies closer.

In an investment bank, being a place of universal grasping fixation on advancement, it isn’t hard to find a stooge to take the role: all you have to do is present it as a stretch assignment. It is an opportunity for advancement, you see: managing three hundred people, in six centres across seven time zones, with a chance to overhaul a broken process and rock the house on a franchise-critical operational function.

Who would not leap at that?

A person with a cautious or reflective nature, that’s who. So, when they come for you, ask yourself this: why are they asking me to do this and not someone already in, or with some understanding of, the documentation unit? These people know something you don’t. Do not fall for their lionisation of your people management skills. IT ISN’T ABOUT PEOPLE MANAGEMENT.

Running the documentation unit is thankless not because of the negotiators — by and large, a perfectly pleasant, capable and long-suffering bunch, though not unknown to have cabin fever or the fractious personalities of family pets that have been kicked too often — but, because of its cost, heft, and inevitably negative impact on the franchise. It is therefore an irresistible target for the malign ministrations of the hoard of change managers, management consultants and chief operating officers who roam unchecked in a modern investment bank. They see manifold opportunity to implement their sacred maxims: offshoring, outsourcing, operationalising, automating — all of kind of easily-spoken ideas will flood their feverish minds.

These ideas, cribbed from academic texts and theoretical models which have never experienced the horror of peering into the depths of an ISDA Master Agreement, will override any practical thoughts the poor head of the documentation unit might have had to fix things, but not before they have been co-opted, amalgamated, misinterpreted, brutalized and systematically forced through a sieve of business administration dogma until they are unrecognizable, unworkable, inexcusable, and profoundly the fault of the head of the documentation unit.

At that point (indeed, long before), he — or she — is generally regarded as a dead man walking.[1]

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  1. Readers who sense that the author has experienced these sensations from close range would be absolutely right.