To Blog or not To Blog
Various rantings, thoughts and points of view from a 29 yr old father living in Canberra.
Monday, May 31, 2004
Speak your mind...
We just had our team meeting at 9.30.
Every Monday now, the team (usually 7-10 of us) get together and discuss how the project is going. How far behind we are. Whether we have entered our timesheets properly, and who's turn it is to get plummelled with work this week.
And there's the schoolteacher. This man is the Project Manager and one annoying prick. He loves to tell us exactly how to do things and will go on about the timesheets, entering valid time estimates. blah blah.
We have a new guy. He comes from the UK and has only been in Australia about 6 weeks. Now this guy doesn't pull punches. He will tell you exactly that your head looks like a punch-drunk monkey. And I respect him for that.
So in the meeting, it was his turn to be plummelled. Now remember, these meetings start at 9.30am on a Monday. NOT the best time to all sit down and discuss the preceding and forthcoming week as most of us are still waking up and not even wanting to think about the upcoming 5 days of crap.
Anyway, he is telling Mr Project Manager that he has no idea what he did last week, just that it didn't seem like he did anything. All the work he does just doesn't seem to get him anywhere. I know the feeling.
Basically, the Project Manager tells him that he needs to know what to work on and focus on and to actually fill out estimate to completes and blah blah.
Pommy guy continues to tell him that unless something is removed from his plate, none of the work will get done that needs to get done.
At 10.30am one of my workmates decided that that's enough and it's time to get back to work. Fortunately that meant that we all had the opportunity to get our asses our of there while Pommy guy and Mr. PM duked it out behind us.
Monday mornings suck at the best of times, but no-one needs that shit.
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