So the Biggest Thing I Have Each Month is my Operations Review with my boss, wherein we go over budget, staffing, projects, and various other metrics he wants to track in a 30-page spreadsheet. It’s one of those all-consuming tasks each month that sucks up 3-4 man-days of my life — though, to be fair, it’s actually a useful exercise that forces me to track things I ought to be tracking.
So yesterday the Boss IMed me …
Is the Ops Review on your calendar for tomorrow?
Yes.
Phew.
Oh, you mean I could have said “No” and had it postponed? Drats!
Where’s the belly laugh smiley when you need it.
My guess is that he failed to send or update one for one of my peers.
So I scrambled around yesterday, took advantage of staying late at the office, and got the damned thing all put together. Thought about it this morning, scrambled around some more (amidst other calls) and got things all ready, waiting for the phone to ring.
Time.
One minute late.
Five minutes late.
Ten minutes late …
IMed him.
Hey — the meeting note says you’ll call me. Are you waiting for me to call you?
no, I may have to reschedule. dealing with timesheet system issues
Man, I hate it when that happens. Now I’m all adrenalined up and waiting, my schedule all set up around this. And doubtless he’ll reschedule to some time this afternoon or tomorrow when it’s perfectly not convenient.
I mean, it’s a good reason and all … but it’s still irksome.
(For the record, at least per YIM, the “belly laugh” emoticons are :)) or =)), each of which has a different effect.)
Rescheduled for Monday morning. Whew.
Perhaps it’s the mafia in me, but both those smilies look like they’ve had a ‘second smile’ opened in their throats . . .yikes!
Congrats on the reschedule? Maybe?
Well, Monday’s more convenient than this evening or tomorrow, so, yeah.