After yesterday's day off I returned to work with renewed vigour ...
... and if you believe that you will believe anything. It is fair to say that I am somewhat disillusioned with my role. I know that I am having a positive impact and I know that I am respected, but the problems with the Account and its team are monumental. The small positive effect I have is rapidly diluted by the immense tide of shite that ebbs and flows each day.
There is a lot of talk about change and new ways of doing things but the will, experience, creativity and management are lacking. Headcount will be removed and the expectation is that fewer people will be asked to deliver the same crap.
It is a peculiar situation where the managers appear not to manage and, strangely, do not appear to be measured on improving the situation. The modus operandi is "say yes to the customer" and fire fight their way through to the end of each week. Fundamental problems are left untouched for fear of upsetting a customer that is as disorganised as The Piano Movers.
That is enough of that.
After clearing the mail from yesterday I had relatively quiet day. There was an interesting call about one of my projects that suggests I have been misinformed from the start. Subsequent analysis suggests that it will never be a viable service and my gut feel is to play dumb and let it wither on the vine. I'll sleep on it and make a decision tomorrow.
We heard from TP ... sort of ... if a text that advised "all going good :-)" can be classed as "keeping in touch"