seshat's blog post - slight shame

Context: in our organisation, we would like a communication agency, with a professional photographer, to make a brochure for one of our facilities. Since we won't be able to start work on this brochure before October and since this facility has lovely gardens, we thought it would be a good idea if I take pictures this summer of the gardens. The inside pictures, where the season doesn't matter, would be taken by the professional photographer. The manager of the facility proposed that I wait for the gardening crew to have cleaned things up.

Today, several weeks later: still no news, so I send her an e-mail to ask her for an update. Answer: no gardening crew before half September, she'll keep me posted on the exact date.

Summer pictures in autumn, really? And I leave on holiday half September. Which is what I tell her and her colleague in my reply.

so why am I slightly ashamed? 10 minutes later the phone rings and I don't pick it up, knowing that it'll be one of them. All I could think was: I'm in overtime already and they're just going to get my blood pressure up and make me miss my bus home. I'm usually very accommodating and willing to lend an ear at work, but today I said "screw it". So screw it, I went home