You know those days when you don’t know whether to laugh or cry? When sitting rocking in a corner with your fingers in your ears seems like a sensible option? Today was one of those days. (For the record, I opted for lying on the conservatory floor for five minutes. Norman approved; he sat on my chest looking at me and purring in a slightly concerned way. I can recommend this for getting a sense of perspective back.)
Among a whole heap of fun and games I had to:
- Apologise to a rather pissed off group of people when I was thanked on a teleconference consisting of about eleventy million people for the work they did. I did try to explain on the call that the individual thanking me had the wrong person, but I got in a muddle with my mute button. That didn’t calm the unhappy people :o(
- Respond to an urgent email from a senior person asking why something I have been working on was on an agenda I had never seen for a meeting I had never heard of and was happening RIGHT NOW.
- Doubt my sanity when someone repeatedly mailed me in an increasingly agitated way because I needed to use my admin rights to help her finish the intranet site I’d been building for her. Each time I told her I’d never seen the site and didn’t have admin rights until I got to the point that I wondered if I’d lost the plot. Eventually it turned out I hadn’t – she had. Phew.
- And finally, I had to explain to an older colleague that ‘I want your junk’ maybe wasn’t the most appropriate title for an intranet story that around 50,000 people would be able to see. (If you don’t understand, look at 3) on this definition). That was quite a delicate email. He’s not responded yet…
Thank goodness it’s yoga tonight, so I can think about something else…