Asking questions
May 24th, 2007
I phoned person A to ask about something on the instructions of person B. Person A apparently took offence at my having the gall to call her directly – she is a PA to person D, who is very important. I think I interrupted person A in the middle of doing her nails, or maybe I didn’t snivel and crawl enough. Anyway. Person A phoned person C to complain – person C is person B’s manager. Person C pulled in person B while I was out of the office. What was I doing phoning person A? If you need to communicate with person A you bloody well start at person Z and work your way up through the chain – more fool you if you think you can save time just calling person A. Just a phone call, and all this fuss.
No, it doesn’t make any sense to me either.
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Quite Random is the blog of Nathan Nelson, a human male who lives in the UK and is not entirely sure what he's going to do when he grows up but is interested in international development, photography, secularism, technology, music and movies and other things anyone of his age would be.
Wankers!
You shouldn’t ask questions you know you’ll get into trouble!
I’m glad to see hierarchical regimes worthy of the finest Sir Humphrey live on.
Ooooooh! Yes. I’ve been there. My tactic was to be more scary than the person who came to tell me off. Usually worked. Then I was left to call who the hell I wanted. Yey!