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Friday, August 25

Just call me Invisible Girl!

Yesterday there were meetings for the project I am the lead of in my department, that again, I wasn't invited to. As I was being told about the meeting, only 5 minutes late this time, which is good compared to usually hear about it a day later, I expressed my complete annoyance at this situation.

Of course those around me to hear my annoyance are of no significance and can't fix this problem. So, I go up to the meeting, toting along my brekkie and coffee, notebook and pencil in hand. As usual everyone was late to the meeting, but unlike me they came armed with documents and a meeting agenda...so I was left there to sit sipping my coffee.

After the meeting I actually approached my boss, asking her if she had time for a quick chat. Immediatly she seemed concerned about the situation...we went into her office and I told her that it was a concern to me that I was being excluded from meetings concerning my project. She laughed and said it was her fault, that she often forgets me! What?! Great my boss of 6 years forgets that I work here...how nice. It was nice of her to take the blame, but still?! Come on...six years and she forgets me. I see what kind of impression I make! My response was that it seems to happen a lot...and that it really bothered me. She seemed unaffected by this and told me that I should wander around more often to see if there are meetings going on...or I could interrupt people when they are congregating to see if they are talking about my project! Great, so now I am going to have to be that person in the office, the one who lurks around listening to conversations...crashing meetings to see if there is anything of importance going on. ARUGH! Unreal. Hopefully just by talking to her she will remember who I am (I didn't even get into that she spells my name wrong almost every time she emails me...clearly that is way too much, first she needs to remember me!)

Later that day...
I had an insider let me know if any meetings were being scheduled, he thankfully did send me one that of course didn't include my name! After that meeting, I asked the meeting organizer (who happens to be my bosses husband) if he could invite me to any meetings he organizes...I was met with a blank stare...it seemed as though he was trying to figure out who the hell I was! After a few awkward moments of silence, he managed to stutter out that he would in fact include me, but that there was a distribution list...okay, what the hell does that have to do with anything, add me to the fucking list! I asked him if he could and received another blank stare...at that point I realized that my effort was useless, carefully I backed out of the room...leaving him there looking very puzzled, clearly my questions were confusing...

Today...
My boss comes down to ask my department a question...she calls out everyones name, but mine to ask them the question...after receiving her answers she leaves, never having called my name...so once again I have become "Invisible Girl"...

1 Comments:

At 10:35 PM, Blogger O said...

But I wanted to be invisible!

 

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