Tuesday, August 03, 2010

At the risk of repeating myself

I thought I'd heard it all, I thought my well of bullshit bingo hath runneth over until I got an email from Mirabilis today.

'I have to go to a HR Huddle today. A HR Huddle? What is that?'

I replied thusly: 'I can't even begin to think of how to imagine what that might be.'

She rang me afterwards, after she'd escaped.

"It was a meeting. No more nor less."

I never felt so sorry for her in all my days.

While I sat on my floor uncarefully boxing off my CDs, wondering how I got from a Christy Moore box-set to Hundred Reasons to Johnny Cash to Underworld, she was interverbing about flagpoles and things that need to be reconciled. All very standard business nonsense if they hadn't tried to paintball it, or umbrella it, with the term 'HR Huddle.'

Whoever thought that little cracker up needs to stop liaising quite so intimately with his or her own arsehole.

5 comments:

Kath Lockett said...

Agreed, otherwise the 'huddle' might be forced to meet up (or should that be 'in') there for the next session.

Holemaster said...

The latest one I heard was Net Promoter Scores. Basically it means how shit are we in the eyes of our customers. The Kingdom of Bhutan kind of use it to measure GNH. Sorry, Gross National Happiness.

Kitty Cat said...

Aargh. Just no.

Green Of Eye, Sharp Of Claw said...

I pray that you will never work in recruitment. My BS meter was at 11 on a daily basis

Radge said...

I... I just couldn't work in recruitment. I would expire, no more Radge. My more recent post is a case in point.