Okay, so I am not really a homemaker - I report to a job on a regular enough basis to get a paycheck to semi-afford my house that I am trying to make my home. And maybe I just have (mis)adventures throughout my life and not just related to my homeownership.
Currently, I am a project manager deploying a great program a ABC Corp*. My client's project manager, Katy, is amazing to work with - we get a ton of work done, but we also have fun. We are going live next week, so things are a bit tense (this is me playing down the true stress of the situation).
Katy has been on the verge of a mental break this week as she is a project team of one. Her hair is disheveled by early afternoon. She is living on diet cokes and 5 hour energies (I am worried at this point). I don't even recall what she came into my office for - but as she turned to walk away, something caught my eye.
I call her back in and ask her to spin around. Her eyes pop open wide and she twirls. Yes, she had toilet paper tail hanging out of her pants - just barely visible from underneath her jacket, but definitely there. I tug at it and one sheet rips off and I return it to her.
This situation could now go one of two ways - total melt down or a hilarious outburst. Katy opted for hysterical laugher - which is good for me as melt downs are never good on a project. Well, I think the laugher ended in tears, but it was a nice break from the stress.
Hours later, as I am getting ready to leave - I am trying to make Katy go home as she has been working too much. As an economist, I employ the law of diminishing marginal return to my work life - and my teams work life. After a certain point, your productive starts to drop - regardless of the effort you put in.
As I am encouraging her to go home and let us start fresh tomorrow, I remind her that she hasn't had any breaks and has been working nearly 12 hours now. I causally ask if she has even taken any restroom breaks today. She quickly responds -- oh at least 2. My calm reply - "I have only seen evidence of 1."
Unfortunately, she was drinking water during my reply - which triggered another bout of laughter, spraying her water out of her nose. Perfect ending for her day.
I am going to get her a roll of nice toilet paper as a Go Live gift.
*Names have been changed.
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