Battleground

Posted on 2005/11/23 10:10:52 (November 2005).

[Monday 21st November]
Back at work after a quite uneventful Sunday trying to recover from jetlag.
The good sides is that I have done all the work beforehand, so I really didn't have much to catch up with apart from the usual expense notes to be filled. This is quite time consuming and requires my entire mathematical prowess to be employed as I have to add up something like 150 receipts from several places, in 3 different currencies.
Of course everything has to add up properly.

The morning was rocked by a "Collection Meeting" with the designers; we had to go to the main offices (where we will move in January). As you now well know I hate these meetings, useless idiotic waste of time, devised by useless people to make them feel good about their inexistent work. The usual pack of "flowing touches", "urban looks", "baroque feels" was part of the show, nothing new there.
As vastly anticipated it was just a classic waste of time, but unfortunately there weren't any fights or anything worth reporting.

We then moved back to our offices, not after I had a row with my boss. It appears that someone from another division went to see a big client of ours (a VERY FAMOUS designer in England), and got some developments for us to do. Of course I have nothing to object with it, I wasn't there, but I complained that I was not informed, after all I am following that market and I have met that client before.

The usual reply was along the lines of "you are wrong", "it's nothing against you", "you are looking for bad things everywhere" etc etc...
I stated the fact that I MUST be informed, I don't give a damn if someone goes instead of me, but since I am in charge of the market and it's my responsibility to get it running, I need to know what happens.

It's like speaking to a wall, you cannot get anything out of it, so I decided to let it go, hopefully I will be out of this hell soon.

The rest of the day was rather quick, and eventually I went back to bed early as I was really knackered for the jet lag...

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