They even have meetings about scheduling meetings....SERIOUSLY!
Really, an intervention needs to occur and a 12-Step program should be put into place immediately. I'll send a memo to Human Resources ASAP.
Me? I don't "do" meetings. Of course, I can schedule them all day long. I don't have a problem with that, but to actually attend one? Not something that I aspire to.
As you may have surmised about me from what you read here I'm not really a "people" person (quit snickering. It's true!). If you have something that you need from me ask me directly or even better yet, send me an email. Do not ask me to attend a meeting, where I might be called upon to speak. This WILL NOT happen.
I don't care if I HAVE worked with the majority of the people in attendance for more than ten years. I will have nothing to say.
Well, that's not quite true. I WILL have something to say - I just probably won't voice it.
My most favoritest boss ever knew this about me. And if I was forced into a meeting she usually did most of the talking. And always included what I happened to be thinking into her train of thought. She was good like that.
But now she's gone. My voice is gone.
She tried to prepare me, I can now see, by forcing me to attend some meetings that I didn't want/need to attend in advance of her departure - before she actually told me she was leaving.
But because we couldn't wrap up this one project before she left, I was forced to attend a TWO HOUR long meeting today. One that is squared centrally around me and the work that I do. The results of which mean at least three, or knowing these guys - most likely ten - more meetings before all is said and done.
It was torture I tell you. Pure torture.
To add to the fun and excitement - as I am prone to do, I sat at the far end of the conference room. This resulted in me not being able to actually SEE the demo that was up on the big, gigantic screen. Which then resulted in the severe eye strain and momentous headache that I am still experiencing 3 1/2 hours later....and most likely explains this glass of wine that currently sits at my elbow.....
|Why yes, I do like ice in my wine - it keeps it cold here in the sweltering weather. And, for the record, that book? Buried Prey by John Sanford? TOTALLY worth the read - I promise.|
This also makes me question my handsome eye doctor's wisdom in not upping my contact prescription on my last visit. His excuse? That if he did it would actually weaken my eyes and that I'd probably need readers in addition to the contacts.
At this point? I don't care. Bring the readers on. I understand that you can get some hip and fun frames these days.
And just for the record, whenever I become Queen of the World (which I expect to happen ANY DAY now) meetings will be abolished. All my directives will come via email. Be prepared.