Since I began blogging (which I realized yesterday was one year ago as of the 17th), I've instituted a policy of not blogging about work, chiefly because bitching about the office is something other people do better than I, and far too many people do badly.
However, as a glimpse into my psyche (hide your children) I present to you a complete, unexpurgated sheet from my notebook of "notes" taken during a recent meeting that can only be described as an Apotheosis of Pointlessness.
(I wonder if they'd consider paying me to paint it, à la Rubens, on the conference room ceiling.)
At the meeting's end, the person in charge earnestly singled me out for thanks for my contributions to the discussion, and said they would adopt my suggestions when moving forward.
I truly don't know whether I ought to be flattered or not.