Right, first up on the agenda, Item 1, the agenda for another meeting. Here's the plan: we need to talk about this, that, these, those and the other. Any objections? Okay then, maybe not that, maybe about them, right, no, strike that out, let's make sure we talk about this instead. Action? Prep the agenda.
Item 2... no, this meeting not that one, Item 2 is you Matt, what do you want to ask?
I asked my question. Twelve pairs of eyes looked at me as though I'd wandered in from this year's Village-Idiot Competition. I carried on anyway.
So Matt's asking this but isn't it obvious what people should do? There's no process, Matt, you're just going to have to work it out yourself.
Work it out yourself, I carved into my notebook, red-faced.
Okay, Item 3. Hmm. This question again. So-and-so, your soapbox, over to you.
Okay, thanks, So-and-so, any thoughts anyone?
Everyone had lots of thoughts. So-and-so didn't look altogether pleased. I made a point which I thought was completely valid. A few moments later, someone made exactly the same point and mystifyingly, everyone agreed that it was a good one. I looked puzzled, so I drew a rabbit in a top hat in my notebook and shook my head in wonder.
And that was it. Other than someone saying:
"Matt will distribute the notes."
Consider it done.
I do sometimes wonder how I got here. It occurred to me suddenly, that a rabbit materialising out of a top hat must be as equally confused about what it's doing.
I went back to my desk.
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