Monday, 11 Oct 2010
Spent 4 hours yesterday in a meeting.
No meeting really needs to be 4 hours long.
I was so, so bored. And I’m afraid I really only got about 20 minutes worth of design information out of that meeting.
The client needed things to be explained to him quite slowly (he’s a bit old, but very nice).
First by A#1, then his son would explain or debate, then A#2, then it would be debated again. Then explained again. Then confirmed. It reminded me of the super-long crits we used to have on my M.A. I kept fiddling with my pen, and looking out of the window.
I wish I could have at least got on with work and listened at the same time. My input wasn’t needed so often and I’m a woman. I can multi-task, for heaven’s sake.
I went to eat lunch in the park. There was no sun in the park so I sat on some posh persons door-step like a beggar.
Which reminds me – Some deaf guy rang A#2’s door at midnight or something.
A#2 opens the door and goes
“What do you want? Why are you ringing?”
This guys signs and stuff and says simultaneously,
“Oh I live here, but I’ve lost my key. Can you let me in mate?”
“I don’t think you live here. I’ve never seen you before”
The deaf guy goes
“No, no I really live here. Just help me out mate”
A#2 is not having that,
“You don’t live here, and I heard you buzzing everyone”
Turns out this guy wasn’t even deaf.
He was faking the sign language and even putting on the intonation you have when you can’t hear.
Why A#2 opened the door in the middle of the night in the first place, is what I don’t understand. He still had crutches (he fell off a rock and injured his leg). The fake deaf guy could have easily lamped him and then legged it.