More so now that my boss has returned from her holidays.
I shan't go on about it. I'm sure the world is awash with 'hey! Aren't meetings a bit pointless!' stories and mine'll probably not be as good.
This morning's theatre of foolishness was not one of my best however. I can normally disrupt these things with earnest-looking absurdity but have not the heart due to an unpleasant sleep problem I had thought long-since conquered.
I drift through.
I hear one salient point that I vaguely think may be of relevance and absent-mindedly make a note of it on my pad without really listening.
Two hours later in a fug of sleep-deprivation I check my one-and-only note from the morning's meeting. It reads thus:
'Lesbians all have different names.'
I gaze blankly at this astonishing piece of information. I resolve to try and sleep now and then and pay more attention.