Things were a bit calmer today.
I don't have to make my team work this weekend.
A fever pitched hysteria had been reached on Wednesday regarding defects and very nearly people running around flailing their arms about and screaming that the sky is falling.
I won't go into the gory details, but it turned out to be one defect and we are back on track to move to production on Tuesday night, which will be after the end of the quarter.
I know that a lot of people are exasperated with me because I force people onto conference calls and into meeting rooms for huddles. I abhor the tendency of people to send off an email and think that they have communicated. Then hysteria hits and hours and hours and hours and hours are eroded and lost, when it all could have been sorted out in a 3 minute voice to voice conversation.
I'm going to go on record and announce to the world that I am old.
I remember a time before email when the only way to communicate was:
1. Talk face to face
2. Pick up the phone and talk
3. Type a memo, which was tedious and painful, and meant making photocopies, then address interoffice yellow routing envelopes and putting them in interoffice mail.
As a result, of writing a memo taking so long and being so painful most people:
1. Talked face to face
2. Picked up the phone and talked
I'm not saying that email is not useful, but I swear, in many, many ways MORE time is wasted and is LESS efficient as a result of it.
OK, I'm breathing again and will stop venting.
Tonight I have a WW staff meeting from 7 PM to 10 PM. I really don't want to go, but I have to. At least I get paid for them. Albeit minimum wage, but I do get paid.
Tomorrow morning I am subbing an 8 AM and a 9:30 AM meeting for another leader, and then on Sunday I have my own three meetings.
Thank goodness Rosh Hashanah starts on Monday evening and I'm taking Tuesday and Wednesday as PTO days! I'm going to need to be able to sleep in.
(Sleeping in for me means sleeping until 6 AM)
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