It’s no mystery that I hate meetings. They’re most something that management and marketing enjoys — people who apparently have nothing better to do.
Which is why I found this amusing, at the end of a meeting yesterday one of the managers said, “And you know these guys are working hard because they’re having three meetings a day.”
Three meetings! No, that doesn’t mean I’m working hard. What it means is that three times a day I get interrupted from my work so that I can talk about what needs to be done. Look, I know what needs to be done. In fact, I was doing it. Unfortunately, I am now here — at a meeting — not doing it.
This isn’t work. This is the purgatory between work.