Archive for February, 2009

The ‘A’ in ‘Team’ Does Not Stand for ‘And again and again’

February 18, 2009

The client is to blame for the ‘team-centric’ focus on this ongoing project, dearies. Frumpie is part of a team effort. We have team leaders and team supervisors and team members … yet chaos reigns. Perhaps it is because the team has yet to gel. Why, it has been a mere two years; we cannot rush these things. Frumpie does believe the team has certain bug-a-boos about clearly defining their individual roles. That, my dears, is getting in the way of client progress.

But today’s troubles are a fine example of management-run-amok. One of the many leaders/supervisors (for we do lose track, you know) was given a single question to pass on to the client in question. Instead of passing said question to said client, the person-of-the-day in charge sends this back to Frumpie: “Happy to send a question! Could you send specifics?”

Scratching my Frumping noggin’, I was befuddled. Then the lightbulb came on and I fulfilled her request; I sent over the exact same question in the exact same language, to which she responded, “Great! Thank you!”

No, thank you, dearie. I got my first chuckle of the morning. Plus I was given some keen insight into the workings of a managerial mind. If they don’t hear you the first time, often repeating yourself is all that is needed.

Shh! Don’t Tell!

February 13, 2009

Dearies, this Frump will never be able to work for the CIA or Secret Service. While working with client, Frump needed to get additional information from a different department. Fine, said client, but don’t tell them you’re not on staff! Don’t let them call you at home! And for heaven’s sake, don’t tell them your real name! What is extremely odd about this is the other department, housed in the same building as the client’s main department, probably already knows that Frumpie is not an employee. Or do they think Frumpie, like Elvis, has left the building?

What’s utterly maddening is that Frumpie was unable to reach the department and could not leave a message, for where would I have told them to call? Frumpie did get a call from the client’s other department. Client seems to have forgotten that most phones have caller ID. The department contact simply hit redial. No questions were posed, no curiosity shown: just a human on the line who wanted to help and didn’t think twice about doing so.

Your secret is safe with me, client, but only as far as I can control said secret. I am not responsible for technological advances that foil your plans.