I asked a junior member of our account team to do something for me today. He was, in his words, “too busy to get to it” though he did promise that he would do it in the morning when his work let up. He looked at me pathetically, like he was really overwhelmed.
He left the office at 5:30.
Now, I am not the kind of guy who thinks that you need to kill yourself day in and day out to prove you can make it, even when you’re a junior member of the account team, but I also don’t want you to knock off early when you’re “too busy to get to” something I’ve asked you to do. That leaves me either doing what I have asked you to do by myself, which irritates me. Or it leaves me waiting for you to get back into the office (sometime around nine when you roll in with your hip jeans, untucked shirt and expensive coffee) before I remind you to do what I asked and, once you painstakingly finish it in the early afternoon, I can finally get started on what I need to do. And that irritates me more.
There was so much irritation in my life, that I let it all out in one cathartic email. I sent him advergirl’s advice for newbies. Just the URL. Nothing else.
At my first agency he would have been fired by now. If he doesn’t take advergirl’s lessons to heart, he will shortly have an opportunity to put them into practice somewhere else.
I hope he gets the point.