3:45 p.m. Update: I went to lunch. A flurry of e-mails continued. Now I have a key. And I have a phone that works. And one colleague who's very angry at me. And there's a huge thunderstorm brewing, which is the best thing that could happen.
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My nieces and nephews - and even a few adults - often ask what it is exactly that I do at work. Answering that question has always been tricky, and even more complicated as of late. But that's not the point of this story.
The point is to say that people DO a lot of ridiculous things throughout the course of a day. Eveybody is an expert. And everyone has to chime in.
Like today. It's just after noon, and I'm trapped in an e-mail message chain about a color printer and the ramifications of granting me access to the printer, leases, financial obligations, blah. blah. blah. And blah, blah. And more. And more. Probably more.
I just replied all that this isn't important to me and that if, and when, I need to print in color, I will handle it. I stressed to them that a key to my office and a phone that works would be more productive and helpful.
I'm going to lunch now. Thank you letting me vent. I DO feel better.