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I spent the past week in Phoenix, AZ for the annual company kickoff event. The first two days were, as traditional, the Big Company Events, with talks by the CFO/acting CEO, the company founder, assorted senior VPs, and ... motivational speakers. Who are always sports people. Our entire C-suite looooooooves sports. I tend to doze or scroll through my phone during the motivational speakers, because if you've heard one you've heard them all, and I am Very Much Not a sports person.
Our CFO/CEO also looooooooves Taylor Swift (his daughters got him into her music), so his talks always reference her in some way. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if at some point the company blows all the money they spend on motivational speakers to get her to perform at the company party or something.
Speaking of the company party: it was held at a basketball stadium. There was an emcee/DJ who was very loud, there were flashing lights, a massive crowd of people, and a marching drum corps who constantly circled around the venue. I lasted about an hour and then fled back to my hotel in the hopes of warding off a migraine.
The kickoff was useful, tho'. I talked to a lot of our Sales team about what the hell they're doing ("OMG you're in charge of localization?! I will set up a meeting" was a thing that was frequently said), caught up with some PMs who I needed to get info from, and generally learned about plans that I had no idea about.
But MY G-D, I am glad to be home. Post-event crash means a lot of sleeping or flopping on the couch and reassuring Miss Erzabet No Biting that I haven't abandoned her.
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This coming week has turned out to be non-stop medical appointments.
Monday: Breast MRI
Tuesday: Therapy AND psychiatrist
Friday: Botox
Yay? I guess?
Our CFO/CEO also looooooooves Taylor Swift (his daughters got him into her music), so his talks always reference her in some way. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if at some point the company blows all the money they spend on motivational speakers to get her to perform at the company party or something.
Speaking of the company party: it was held at a basketball stadium. There was an emcee/DJ who was very loud, there were flashing lights, a massive crowd of people, and a marching drum corps who constantly circled around the venue. I lasted about an hour and then fled back to my hotel in the hopes of warding off a migraine.
The kickoff was useful, tho'. I talked to a lot of our Sales team about what the hell they're doing ("OMG you're in charge of localization?! I will set up a meeting" was a thing that was frequently said), caught up with some PMs who I needed to get info from, and generally learned about plans that I had no idea about.
But MY G-D, I am glad to be home. Post-event crash means a lot of sleeping or flopping on the couch and reassuring Miss Erzabet No Biting that I haven't abandoned her.
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This coming week has turned out to be non-stop medical appointments.
Monday: Breast MRI
Tuesday: Therapy AND psychiatrist
Friday: Botox
Yay? I guess?
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We don't get botox until the first full week of february (because I can't really travel for several weeks yet).
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Imagining this scene made me laugh, in a sort of astounded/horrified way, as it went from bad to worse and then hyperbolically worse. This would also be a train wreck for my nervous and endocrine system and honestly I think it would (or should) be overstimulating for most people. I'm glad the networking-with-your-colleagues part was helpful, though, and that you could retreat as needed--welcome home to the moody, rainy PNW!