Things I think about while under the influence of too much coffee...or not enough coffee...
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| H | Handy |
| P | Popular |
| I | Important |
| S | Sophisticated |
| C | Crazy |
| E | Emotional |
| S | Silky |
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So after the world's longest day...I've noticed lately that I get 10x more work done after everyone goes home - after the phone stops ringing, and the emails stop, and I can stop helping other people and do MY work - but I'm starting to recognize some of the people in the crew that cleans the building. Just to clarify, it's not that I don't want to help other people, but after you've answered 3 phone calls and sent three emails explaining the same thing in excrutiating detail (if I never hear the phrase, "But can I get that in a pdf?" again, it will still be too soon) there comes a point where it just gets to be too much. There was a time in the not too distant past where I would have ranted and raved and really lost my temper (OK, so the other day I did ask one of our planners why a particular manufacturer couldn't seem to find his ass with both hands and a flashlight...but I apologized...and it's TRUE!) now I just have this sad little laugh...a sick chuckle, really...filled with wonderment that the world is just chock full of people that need things pointed out to them (with both hands, a flashlight, a flip chart and a neon freaking arrow!)
This is making me tired.
