So. many. mails.

There's a client who loves to call at 6 PM in the evening with an urgent requirement that needs to go live as of yesterday. He'll chase you night and day till you close stuff and send it for him to take a look. And then he goes silent.

His subordinate tells you that if he hasn't responded, he must be okay with it, so go ahead and put it live. So you do, and feel very proud of your awesome TAT. But then the client calls, and says that you need to make changes. And you ask him, "but didn't you see it when we sent it to you for your approval?"

And he replies, "I get so many mails from you. I don't read all of them."

Really.

Hiatus

This blog is on an indefinite hiatus till the author feels she can ramble about her job in a more mature and discrete manner. Seriously.

Meanwhile, plizz to visit the author's other blog, where she doesn't feel the need to worry about such mundane things as maturity and discretion: Meandering thoughts...