As far as rough-slash-comical days go, today took the bakery. For one, there was an important conference going on which meant that every Head Honcho from the Head office in New York, to London, and even places like Dubai & Bucharest were here, trolling the various floors with their Visitor access cards.
I've spent most of the past three days in meetings... face to face meetings as opposed to the usual conference or teleconference calls we're subjected to on an hourly basis. Putting names to faces and faces to names as well as matching voices to the people they belong to is quite fascinating. Ever notice how very few people actually look the way they sound?
There were lots of welcome messages and talks of where we were, where we are in the global economy and where we're headed to. The world is a volatile place to live in right now, and any little event could tip it on its axis. It's quite scary actually, and invigorating at the same time.
Today was no different as business always goes on as usual - only for some reason, I just had to spill ALL my coffee down the front of my satin champagne coloured blouse, soaking my entire suit. It provided comic relief and a much needed break from all the business talk. And they were so polite about it that no one dared to point out that they could see right through my blouse.
I spent the rest of the day living out my one time dream of being, or at least smelling like, a Costa Rican Barista. Much was discussed, and I'm currently a walking, talking well of political and economic information. Unfortunately, I can't share that on a public forum yet, but if you email me, I may give you a heads up.