Ever have one of those days when you just want to reach through the computer screen and strangle someone?
That's the way I feel about my event co-chair (let's call her Stephanie) today. We are both working really hard to coordinate this fund raiser, and I haven't been able to make many phone calls during the day now that I'm working. So there are a LOT of email messages going back and forth.
This morning I sent Stephanie and another committee member an update on how many showcase participants we had. One of the confirmed participants was someone I had talked to at the end of December. Stephanie had a phone conversation with her earlier in the week and confirmed her participation. When I sent the list around, my name was still attached to this particular participant as being the contact person. Stephanie sent me a one line message to the effect of "my name should be there since I'm the one who talked to her."
Okay. What. EVER. It was an internal document. It's not a competition. We're not keeping score. (At least I'm not.)
Then, this afternoon I get copied on a message that she sent to the treasurer (my good friend Lorrie) and copied the president about a check that absolutely, positively MUST be mailed. I zapped back a note saying "if Lorrie hasn't responded, I suggest you call her - she may be out of town and not reading her email."
Oh. My. God. I get this response that goes ON and ON about how of course she's called her - she called her at home and and work both yesterday and today and we really need to get things like this straightened out.
Uh. Okay. Listen - I didn't know you had called her. There was nothing in your message that indicated that you had done so. Excuse me for living. This woman is wound a little too tight. And to make matters worse - Stephanie is the one who forgot to ask for the check on Weds night in the first place!
Yes, if I could only reach through the screen ...