Considering I’m *still* at “work” I figured I might as well do something productive.  After all, it’s a very nice Sunday evening with nothing but clear skys (I can just barely see them from the window).

So, immediately following the “setting up of the wolves” gathering, I was tasked to actually attend a critique meeting.  The meeting’s lead was pretty cool, probably because he doesn’t work for my employer and, since he has nothing to do with technology, i.e. doesn’t work in the field, he knew which questions to ask and which ones not, probably thinking the latter would make him appear stupid or ignorant (he’d be right, of course.)

The meeting followed with another meeting but I was asked to remain at my “post” “just in case something happens.”  So, while sitting at my desk, working on some routine server work (I know, I know; I actually broke down and did some “real work.” ::hanging head in shame::), someone walked by and asked me to clean up the copier room to make a good impression.  Not.  Kidding.  It was at that moment, I said to let me fire off a quick email, which I did, actually to my cell phone which promptly started to buzz.  I answered it and talked to dead air:  “Oh, yeah, I’ll be right down.”  I told the “princess” that I needed to address a problem on a server but perhaps the cleaning crew could take care of straightening up the copier room.

After that, I leave to attend the “reception” that my employer had to further impress the wolves.  I managed to get one sip of distilled water in before being summoned to get one of the wolves back on the Internet.  Needless to say, I had to do without eating dinner as I wasn’t invited to the “big wig” dinner although I was summoned to sit just outside the conference room while listening to laughter from inside from all the wine the wolves consumed at their dinner.  Think I’ll ask them to save me a bottle next time my evening is ruined.

Oh, I think I’m being called again.  Where’d I put my headphones?

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