I don’t know where the days have gone these days. It’s depressing to think that Sunday will be over in less than 2 hours from now. All I remember of last week was attending bad meetings and being cooped up in the office till the wee hours in the morning. My weekend has been ruined with me spending my time behind my laptop working on an urgent presentation to a client who wouldn’t take “no, I’m not sacrificing my weekend just because you feel you own my ass no” for an answer. They eventually agreed to postpone the meeting, but only 2 hours later and STILL on the same day. On the brighter side of things, 2 hours is probably better than nothing.
I do think these people think we have no life outside work, just because they don’t themselves, and that we pull out analysis and strategy right out of our asses.
The worse thing is, these things happens over and over again. Relentlessly. No amount of complains can change the way some inefficient and ineffective organizations work. What amazes me is that these are the types who’d demand change, want new thinking to the work and process, yet they are not willing to make that step-change when actually being nudged, citing “confusion” and keep it “similar to last year”. They are good in telling you what they don’t want in a round about way, and still manage to beat about the bush on what they want. These are the worst kind of clients who will just nit-pick on everything, keep changing their minds, asking for new stuff to be added, and yet the onus is on us to deliver on time. Or else! Sometimes, I wonder how these people manage to still keep their jobs.
While it is all painful, peoople like us learn to bite the bullet. There is no other way around it because for some reason, human life is cheap. One probably needs permission and approval to die – but that is only after all the necessary work have been done for Mister Oh-so-mighty-Clients. There is something fundamentally wrong in human ethics.
The world isn’t really so bad…it’s just the heartless homosapiens living in it make it all a living nightmare. Dealing with people is the hardest part of my job. And people wonder why I’d rather hang out with a bunch of monkeys, cats and birds in the zoo.
