"What happens after you press “publish.” Write about your post-blog-writing process. Do you immediately tweet a link? Email it to everyone? Re-read it for spelling errors?"Pretty bland really. After I hit publish I usually go to blogger's dashboard and read what my favorites have written. Then after a bunch of people have read the post I get around to reading in and find all the editing errors that I have made.
But today is frustrating me beyond measure. A few weeks ago some team members made some special requests regarding the catering order for our Friday morning status update meeting. The only thing that makes that meeting bearable is that we get breakfast, well they get breakfast anyway. Breakfast is bagels, muffins and fruit. None of it work with my diet. So, I sent a new request into Sodexho to change the order requesting to up the order from 12 to 15 and have half bagels and half muffins. Bill responded and sent me a confirmation. We didn't have the meeting last week because so many people were out. This morning I went into the room at 9:15 and there was no breakfast. I called Sodexho and Kelly told me that they were serving hot breakfasts in other rooms so they were a little behind. When I got back into the conference room the food was there, but only enough for 12, and the fruit bowl was only half full. I called Kelly back and told her the whole order was not brought up. She told me that the order she had was for 12 people, but she would send them back in with the rest of the food. They came back with three more muffins, not the bagels that I had requested and no more drinks or fruit. After the meeting I sent her the confirmation that from a few weeks ago with specific instructions on what we wanted. I still have not received a confirmation from her. After that I was working on the catering order for the yearly day long team meeting next month. I want to be specific about what we want at that meeting so today doesn't happen again, I must have been interrupted a half dozen times for things that really aren't all that important. At lunch I picked up some paperwork from my doctor and decided to go to Dickey's for lunch. I have gone there a couple of times. The food is good, even if it is a little on the expensive side. I told the first guy my order and then moved down the line. The next guy had split up an order and was asking me what I wanted on the wrong plate. I had to tell him about 100 times that it wasn't my plate. Then he finally got my plate and put the wrong sides on it. I pointed out that I had asked for the Jalapenia beans and he had given me green beans. Then he put baked beans on my plate. I felt like reaching behind the glass, grab his face and make him look at me while I told him which sides I wanted. Then when I got to the register, the cashier rang up the other plate with my plate while I was standing there repeating "That is not my plate." So then there was a big huffy fit while the took the order off the register and re-rang my plate. All that and the food wasn't the same quality as it was the last couple of times that I have eaten here. I'm sitting here feeling frustrated and I have to go back to the office and try to get the things off my desk that need to move while being pelted with trivial requests. I am so glad that at least it's Friday.
Sorry about the whiney rant. This is just where I'm at today.
This post was written as part of NHBPM – 30 health posts in 30 days: http://bit.ly/vU0g9J
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If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself! Right?
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