Yes. It’s Wednesday.
No. I don’t have anything important enough to write about. But that never stopped me.
Some weeks the days melt into one another. This weeks gooey mix of ice cream on concrete:
- Every meeting except one was cancelled 5 minutes after it was supposed to start.
- The one meeting I did have was with someone stressed to the limit with an impossible workload.
So — the person who had a great excuse to cancel didn’t, and the people who forgot to do what they were supposed to do cancelled.
There is only one possible explanation: She considered that being grilled for information over a 3-hour period was a break compared to her job.
I don’t want to believe that being in a meeting with me for two hours is one notch below dying from pancreatic cancer, but the evidence is there.
So today, I do the
Monday mundane parts of the job, like filing. Lots and lots of filing.
Perhaps I’ll call the dentist and see if I can get a tooth filled instead.
©Joelle (no excuses) LeGendre