Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Patience, My Blue Friend
Today at work I had yet another session of lunch trauma. The firm has a Recruiting Committee, and through the course of the summer, each summer associate is supposed to have lunch with each co-chair of the committee (I think there are three or four of them). Anyhoo, at the beginning of the summer we were given a list of who would have lunch with whom when. Then, things being as they are, two of the three got rescheduled twice each. Because of the rescheduling, things got pushed back into the last two weeks of the summer, which we are in now. And lo and behold, another scheduling conflict comes up. This morning, after finalizing one of my special lunches, I thought everything else was set in stone, so I set out finally scheduling lunches with the other attorneys I haven't had a chance to eat with all summer, despite having talked about it. Everything looked nice. And then I got a call that the other Recruiting Committee lunch had to be moved. So I had to flip-flop that lunch with another one I had scheduled not two hours earlier. And then I got a call saying no we're not moving the special lunch to THAT day; we're moving it to THIS day instead.
The point: I guess I sounded a little frustrated on the phone, because later when I was talking with another Recruiting Department person on an unrelated topic, she went out of her way to placate me and explain how busy attorneys sometimes have things come up that they can't control. I was surprised, and asked her if they all thought I was upset about all this. She said yes they thought I was. It bothered me, because I see myself as a very patient and understanding person, and although I did truly feel like I was being patient and understanding in this situation, I obviously didn't come across that way. That's something I guess I need to work on.
The point: I guess I sounded a little frustrated on the phone, because later when I was talking with another Recruiting Department person on an unrelated topic, she went out of her way to placate me and explain how busy attorneys sometimes have things come up that they can't control. I was surprised, and asked her if they all thought I was upset about all this. She said yes they thought I was. It bothered me, because I see myself as a very patient and understanding person, and although I did truly feel like I was being patient and understanding in this situation, I obviously didn't come across that way. That's something I guess I need to work on.
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