Should I be worried? The scene, 5:30ish on a standard Thursday afternoon. I'm just packing up to go home...the phone rings. It's a partner asking me if I'm available for an emergency project. (This being my first week, there is only one acceptable answer here, really.)
What does it say about me that I was elated by this turn of events?
Be afraid, be very afraid.
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(This being my first week, there is only one acceptable answer here, really.)
Um, yes is ALWAYS the only acceptable answer. You'll learn.
What does it say about me that I was elated by this turn of events?
That you've bought into the system. Alternately, that you've been bought out by the system. Whichever.
What does it say?
No more than than it is what it is. About you, relatively little, unless you decide to define yourself otherwise.
('Pick: For shame. Stop that this instant.
And don't be pretendin' you don't know what I mean. Unless... .)
I'd stand the first round at Happy Hour for all of us, but it's just that it's so darn impractical of an undertaking.
So it goes.
RIA, I'm not entirely sure I DO know what you mean. Thinking about it, you must be referring to my comment about yes being the only acceptable answer. That could have more than one meaning, but truly I only meant that in context.
I used to work in consulting, so I am somewhat familiar with this type of work environment. One must always pitch in on emergency projects, regardless of the time, circumstances, or risk of arrest or serious injury. Plus, billable hours!
'Pick: I was teasing you, dude .... I pretty much am viewing these posts of Pooh's and your comments to them throught he prism that Pooh sort of set up when he first talked about getting a job and "going corporate." And it sort of seems that he's sort of , I'm not sure what the right word is, so ruminating will do. And it sort of seemed to me that you were good naturedly poking him about that. So then I sort of poked you, in the same vein.
That's all I meant and no more.
And man, consulting or otherwise, I pretty much always said yes, and mostly still do.
Sorry, I've been doing fiscal year-end reporting the last several days, and I've lost all sense of nuance and humor. I am VERY literal at the moment. However, we got it done in record time, so hopefully I can recover some sense of lost humanity over the weekend. You know, just in time for the massive re-forecasting job that lies in wait in my immediate future.
Ah, Pooh, the adventures you'll have!
Day 5: no more time to blog
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