I am not usually speechless. It does not necessarily mean that I am chatty LOL!
However, today I was rendered speechless By one Mr Project in that I maintained my few words to ensure he gets the message in his Bazooka Encased Skull!
Instructions to 3 Mr Projects goes like this.
There are 3 men who run projects. Each is autonomous and neither reports to the other but directly to the Electrical Lord.
I explained to each of the 3 to submit their monthly report. Simple right? Each person submitting their own reports for their own teams.
This means each Mr Project would collate their team’s financials and submit them to me.
Mr Bazooka Encased Skull Project Man comes up to me in his domineering voice saying, ” I have asked my boys to submit all to one Mr Project and submit to the bosses”
I looked at Mr Bazooka Encased Skull Project Man with a quizzical look. “His boys” – hmm, has his Lordship made him King of the Tribe?
I wondered by the “boys” took his instructions – seriously.
I looked at him and said calmly, almost serenely as if amidst the strains of Richard Clayderman’s repertoire of elevator style music, saying “No, each will need to submit their own respective spreadsheet report to bosses”
He again repeated, ” I will ask my boys to submit in one spreadsheet”
Again, I calmly said, voice raising a notch though, ” No, each will need to submit their own respective spreadsheet report to bosses”
He now stuttered and said that ” You do not understand. We are one team”
I said, ” No, you are 3 teams. If you want to cooperate back end, that is fine for operational issues but when it is for financial reporting, each Mr Project submits their own”
No ifs, so’s buts or why….just follow my instructions!
Bah! Talk about density of the space between brain.
Whilst I can fully understand a co-operative front, we do not need Indian Chiefs as there is no teepee or wigwam tribe to form and we are not on Survivor series.
Like it or not, we are on a meritocracy status basis and it is not the case of one tribe sharing an Elk or a Stag for supper.
It is, a dog eat dog world and in sales, this is how it goes…
Sometimes one says more by being speechless than by speaking.
I haven’t tried it out yet, but it might work. 🙂
I’ll be speechless too if I were you.
Office politics!! Ugh!! Gawd I can imagine this ogre birthing. Nasty 😐
Seems to be the start of three successful projects 😉
Keep patiently, GH 🙂
Greetings,
Ulli