Sobbing and coffee.
Conference calls and meetings.
It is almost lunch.
Work
Conference Call
Low background noises.
Thinking about weekend plans.
Someone called my name.
Friday
Five o’clock please come.
Brain is fried and spirit crushed.
Weekend reboot soul.
Was “NotAmazon Co.” taken?
I would write about Kyndryl
Like many analysts now will.
But it’s just too stupid a name.
I assume a Millennial committee
In some overcrowded city
Took months to create this stupid name.
Some marketing manager said,
“Alas, the old IBM is dead!”
“Just don’t buy a vowel.”
As a new corporate name.
I find it quite inane.
And it fights Amazon and Google.
A division that was once vaunted
But at last no longer wanted.
Why not just name it “Ginny”?
Friday
The future is no longer bleak.
We made it through another week.
Wednesday, I wouldn’t bet this way.
And yet, tomorrow’s Saturday.
Two days to rest and recoup.
Time for salads and for soup.
That was a joke, people.
Time for pizza and sundaes.
A lot of meetings passed me by.
I went to them all, and did not cry.
I learned a lot and stored it away.
It’s all forgotten by next Monday.
Crack of Dawn
One last meeting
Before I can go home.
But I’m in India,
So it’s your first meeting.
Video conferencing is the bomb.
Teams can be anywhere,
And still can get together.
The world is one conference room.
It’s 5:30pm in Bangalore.
It’s 2:00pm in Budapest.
It’s 7:00am in Dallas.
We can still all meet.
I’m the one in Dallas.
I haven’t had enough coffee.
There may not be enough coffee.
Time zones are a bitch.
Self-Isolation
Bored.
Oh, Lord.
I’m bored.
Working at home.
(Like I was before.)
Let me explain.
In January,
I broke my ankle.
Broke my foot as well.
The doctor asked,
“This was one fall?”
Splint, boot, cast, boot.
My doctor said I should stay off it.
Avoid traveling.
So, I was stuck at home.
My wife said, “At least you work at home.”
Annoyed.
Very annoyed.
But it was my fault.
April,
I can walk!
I’m free at last!
Bad timing.
Everyone said,
“Stay home!”
“Avoid everyone!”
“Work at home!”
“Don’t travel!”
So, it’s pretty much
Like breaking my foot again.
Except I didn’t.
So, I’m annoyed.
And, I’m bored.
Oh, Lord.
I’m bored.
Participation
Laid off.
Thrown away.
I don’t feel
Very good today.
Time to find
Another job.
A long-term gig,
A bank to rob.
Nineteen years,
Down the drain.
I need something
To ease the pain.
So much time,
On the treadle,
So where is my
Participation medal?
Time Passing
I have a seven am meeting.
I have a meeting at nine.
I have another at ten,
At least that one is mine.
I have a meeting at one.
I have a meeting at two.
Last one at nine in the evening.
I wish it weren’t true.
Web conferences bring us closer,
Of this I make no bones,
It’s just they don’t solve the issue
Of our pesky time zones.
Organization
I keep my email in folders.
It helps organize my day.
There are some I need forever.
There are some I throw away.
Some folders are very full.
Some only have a few.
It depends on the workload.
It depends on what I do.
So, if you have your own folder,
Beyond a project or a task.
A folder dedicated to just you,
You’re probably a pain in the ass.