Background: I work from home in NC (lucky me, I know) most of my clients live in California. They all are aware of this detail. Since I am so far I schedule a 30 minute call per week to go over the individual ins and outs of my clients projects.
So this is the conversation I had today
Me (in NC) : poor pay-by-project slave
SC (in Cali): dofus-mighty-big-pain-in-the-arse-client-who-I-would-terminate-but-she-keeps- my-cat-in-whiskas-packets-(kitty chronic)-and-me-in-cheez it's- (people chronic)
SC: I'm going to have to change our meeting time tomorrow from 5 to 8 (pm)
Me: um is there another day we can talk? That's kind of late for me.
SC (in a sarcastic tone she uses constantly, guess she thinks its a real motivator or something): Nooo I told you Thursday is the only day I can talk about this project. Don't you remember I told you Thursday, don't you write these things down?
Me: Yes, I know Thursday, but the thing is, eight your time is really late for me, I don't think I'm going to be my regular charming self.
SC: 8 is NOT that late. If you can't be alert at eight at night then go to bed earlier.
Me: um you do realize North Carolina is three hours ahead
SC: I don't care what time you start work, I still don't think eight o'clock is too late to talk about the project.
Me: yeah ... eight your time, eleven my time?
SC: Oh
Silence ....
SC: Well ... just drink some coffee or something
So crap ... now I have to start having business meetings at 11pm on Thursday. There go end of the week beers. Oh well I'll just plug my headphones into the Tv and watch the Daily Show while I pretend to listen to her.
Darn those green bits of paper, why do I like them so much?
So this is the conversation I had today
Me (in NC) : poor pay-by-project slave
SC (in Cali): dofus-mighty-big-pain-in-the-arse-client-who-I-would-terminate-but-she-keeps- my-cat-in-whiskas-packets-(kitty chronic)-and-me-in-cheez it's- (people chronic)
SC: I'm going to have to change our meeting time tomorrow from 5 to 8 (pm)
Me: um is there another day we can talk? That's kind of late for me.
SC (in a sarcastic tone she uses constantly, guess she thinks its a real motivator or something): Nooo I told you Thursday is the only day I can talk about this project. Don't you remember I told you Thursday, don't you write these things down?
Me: Yes, I know Thursday, but the thing is, eight your time is really late for me, I don't think I'm going to be my regular charming self.
SC: 8 is NOT that late. If you can't be alert at eight at night then go to bed earlier.
Me: um you do realize North Carolina is three hours ahead
SC: I don't care what time you start work, I still don't think eight o'clock is too late to talk about the project.
Me: yeah ... eight your time, eleven my time?
SC: Oh
Silence ....
SC: Well ... just drink some coffee or something
So crap ... now I have to start having business meetings at 11pm on Thursday. There go end of the week beers. Oh well I'll just plug my headphones into the Tv and watch the Daily Show while I pretend to listen to her.
Darn those green bits of paper, why do I like them so much?
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