I take pride in keeping the Drama-level in my life at low but recent events have taken my Drama-level to new heights. I'm really okay with - and am even enjoying the excitement of - some of the Drama but a Web 2.0 World has totally changed how Drama occurs.
This past year I joined the Board of Directors of an association. We have a big event coming up in June and, as always when deadlines approach, pressures are mounting.
In person meetings are manageable...unless there is someone on the other end of a speakerphone.
Chats are tolerable...but conversations and threads overlap...and there is always a record of what was "said." (Have you ever read a chat transcript after the fact? OUCH!)
Email strings go on forever...and cc lists are long (and not always edited correctly!) And who is being bcc'd???
Thankfully, I don't think FaceBook and Twitter have picked up on our Drama yet which is good. I hope we can keep it a little private.
I'm happy to say that our June event will be magnificent (though there may be a few dead bodies along the way) and lots of lessons will be learned. For me, I'm learning how to manage Drama in a Web 2.0 World.
2 comments:
I like it .. and how true how true about transcripts. They have to be a nightmare w/people talking over people and side comments ..oy!
Andrea Dahlink-
I had a dream about you not long ago and then I saw your updates on Linked In (between my blogging, tweeting, custom work and Color Bakery, Linked In frustrates me to no end because I know I should be using it) and then I discovered this neat blog by my blonde bombshell friend. Did you know you write the way you talk? Beautifully :) I am so glad you are doing so well, not surprised you're a "movah and a shakah" as Ms. Greenberg might nasally intone.
I have a question for you. Can you email me? Besides my mother, you were the best detective I ever knew, anywhere, any time, and I need your help. It's a business challenge I am having.
Oh, and you look beautiful in your pic...exactly the same as 1989. It seems like hours ago when we all had big hair and shoulderpads, and Duran Duran was everywhere.
peapod_grrl at yahoo dot com.
Big hugs from,
Mindala
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