Friday, June 12, 2009

Pre-Emptive Strike, Three and You’re Out

Thankfully, I don’t have to attend many meetings at work. Fortunately I fly under the radar in that arena. Trust me I have plenty to do; meetings would only hamper my progress.

I am required to attend an alleged quarterly meeting which now has morphed into an odd schedule. Regardless, the debates and subsequent platitudes that get launched is nothing less than comical. Even more hilarious, all but 2 people in the meeting understand where the conversation turns when the incorrect clichés are used. When eye contact ends and frantic doodling or shuffling of documents takes over, it’s a good guess that many in the room are completely lost; and they pay me to attend.

To put the nail in their own coffins, those out in the ether will intertwine the triteness into a follow up e-mail once they’ve returned to their office. Seriously, I should be paying them.

This has to be why flasks were invented. Hiccup!


The CEO said...

Isn't it wonderful, getting paid and getting to drink through those critical meetings about something or other, maybe medical rocket science health care delivery potential redesign synergistic modeling project opportunities soon to be defined by the all-knowing, all-seeing.

Wayne said...

Yes, and what book do they get all there catch phrases?

Nutcracker Sweet 54 said...

I hate administrative crap!

Frances said...

You popped up while I was crusing around BlogExplosion - guess it really does work.
Waving at you from New York