In the local paper nostalgia column I spotted a picture from the mid-1960s of a coal cart, drawn by a horse, and trailed round an otherwise empty roundabout by a single bicycle. Fast-forward a little and I’m snarled up most mornings in the exact same place.
We see so many indicators of change in our lives. Have a laugh with an older colleague at the mere concept of fax machines. Though we struggle to process change in live time, we know we are on an endless continuum, and that the speed of change is increasing. Every single piece of technology, every single process and perhaps every single way of working that we rely on today may go the way of the coal cart, the empty roundabout and the fax. And soon.
What’s the HR task in all this? Do we stand on the edge of the torrent and watch change happen? Actually, we have no choice other than to jump in and try to shape what is happening around us.