It pays to have priorities...most of the time

One more from the archives before the long weekend...

Having worked my way up at my company from, quite literally, slave labor, I've often been looked at as the little kid, regardless of my position, my workload or the value I brought to our organization and our clients. The best evidence of this is in the expectation of certain higher-ups that I'm going to be at their beck and call from 7 in the morning until 7 at night. Of course, this sad, pathetic part of my professional existence has also given me some good (albeit sometimes disturbing) stories.

There was a situation once where I was in a meeting with a client. I'm in the conference room with another member of my team and two senior executives who had literally just flown 12 hours to meet with me. About 20 minutes into the meeting, I get paged to reception. Given that I'm with an important new client, I ignore it. 10 minutes later, a second page, this time adding "ASAP." I buzz reception to find out one of the higher ups had a technical problem and needed my help. I explained that I was with important client and that it would have to wait. 15 minutes after that, I'm paged again, this time with the instructions to get to boss-type's office immediately, because it was "very" important. This new client, clearly being very understanding, let me go. I walked in and was told that he was having problems opening a fucking file and it was fucking up his computer. It was a media file and he was missing the codecs to run this type of video. I downloaded them for him and reset the player, and made the mistake of staying to make sure the file played properly before going back to my meeting...

It was a video of a woman blowing a horse. I had to drink a LOT that night, just to get the image out of my head. By the time I had gotten to double digit shots, I had forgotten that this guy actually called me out of a meeting with a new client so that he could sit at his desk watching equestrian fellatio.

Happy easter everbody