Meetings, meetings, meetings.
We had our annual company employee award ceremonies today for Superstar of the Year, and Dream Team of the Year. Of the two, Superstar is deemed the less important, because it recognizes outstanding individual achievement, as opposed to the more highly regarded achievement by a team of diverse people working together across departments. Two years ago, I was a Superstar nominee, but didn't win. That was worth a nominee certificate signed by our CEO that sort of looks like a diploma. Last year I won the Superstar Award. That was worth a $100 AmEx gift cheque, and a winner's certificate signed by our CEO. This year I was on the winning Dream Team! The highest honor the company can bestow. That was worth a $100 AmEx gift cheque and yet another winner's certificate. These things are now taking up half the corkboard in my office!
I joked to my assistant who was also on the winning team that I thought the executive committee was going to pick the team with the fewest members to save a few hundred bucks, but it actually chose the team with the most members. Granted we were all working on the highest profile project the company has worked on over the past couple of years, and we finally have something to show for it that actually has a "wow factor."
Now get this: I still have the gift check from last year, unspent, uncashed. So now I have to figure out what to do with two of them. You can't really use them at a deli, but I suppose I could buy a couple of pairs of socks at Ann Taylor, blow one of them that way, and get my change in cash. I could use the other to take Steve out for a fancy dinner one night, but I already have $100 from my parents for Christmas in real greenbacks to do that; it was stuffed in our Christmas card.
The next meeting was with my CEO to go over our thoughts on company strategy and tactics looking into the future. This is nothing we don't discuss during Leadership meetings and Operations meetings, except that it's one on one. Sure I answered his questions, but I also pumped him for the real scoop on just how much of our revenue goals are determined by what we think we really can bring in vs. what the poohbahs in corporate at our holding company come back and demand of us after hearing our estimate. He was far more forthcoming with that information than I was expecting, and went on to get into details about which department overestimated revenues the most last year. He confirmed everything I already sort of knew, anyway. I was a business management major. The only thing that surprised me was his candor.
The last meeting was just a conference call with a client doing some beta testing on custom software we developed for them, doing some numbers checking, and wanting to see it freeze certain variables after the user manually overrides them and recalculate others rather than vice-versa. No biggie to fix. We should have a new version for them to test early next week.
Long entry, I know. Long day. They sort of go together, sometimes, I guess. But I can deal with an extra $100.
We had our annual company employee award ceremonies today for Superstar of the Year, and Dream Team of the Year. Of the two, Superstar is deemed the less important, because it recognizes outstanding individual achievement, as opposed to the more highly regarded achievement by a team of diverse people working together across departments. Two years ago, I was a Superstar nominee, but didn't win. That was worth a nominee certificate signed by our CEO that sort of looks like a diploma. Last year I won the Superstar Award. That was worth a $100 AmEx gift cheque, and a winner's certificate signed by our CEO. This year I was on the winning Dream Team! The highest honor the company can bestow. That was worth a $100 AmEx gift cheque and yet another winner's certificate. These things are now taking up half the corkboard in my office!
I joked to my assistant who was also on the winning team that I thought the executive committee was going to pick the team with the fewest members to save a few hundred bucks, but it actually chose the team with the most members. Granted we were all working on the highest profile project the company has worked on over the past couple of years, and we finally have something to show for it that actually has a "wow factor."
Now get this: I still have the gift check from last year, unspent, uncashed. So now I have to figure out what to do with two of them. You can't really use them at a deli, but I suppose I could buy a couple of pairs of socks at Ann Taylor, blow one of them that way, and get my change in cash. I could use the other to take Steve out for a fancy dinner one night, but I already have $100 from my parents for Christmas in real greenbacks to do that; it was stuffed in our Christmas card.
The next meeting was with my CEO to go over our thoughts on company strategy and tactics looking into the future. This is nothing we don't discuss during Leadership meetings and Operations meetings, except that it's one on one. Sure I answered his questions, but I also pumped him for the real scoop on just how much of our revenue goals are determined by what we think we really can bring in vs. what the poohbahs in corporate at our holding company come back and demand of us after hearing our estimate. He was far more forthcoming with that information than I was expecting, and went on to get into details about which department overestimated revenues the most last year. He confirmed everything I already sort of knew, anyway. I was a business management major. The only thing that surprised me was his candor.
The last meeting was just a conference call with a client doing some beta testing on custom software we developed for them, doing some numbers checking, and wanting to see it freeze certain variables after the user manually overrides them and recalculate others rather than vice-versa. No biggie to fix. We should have a new version for them to test early next week.
Long entry, I know. Long day. They sort of go together, sometimes, I guess. But I can deal with an extra $100.
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