Therapy

What better way to beat the blues than to call an Emergency Meeting with the lads.

Headquarters: Kennedy's Bar.

Location: Sir Rogerson's Quay

Solutions architect: Vivian

Overpaid external consultant: Michael

Business Development Manager: Raheny Eye (not his real name. The other two are real. They don't check this blog though: one has a life and the other has vaguely heard of the internet once)

Projected cost: EUR27 (6 pints at EUR4.5 per unit)

Emergency budget: EUR10 (pub crisps, salted peanuts, possibly bacon fries)

Projected margin: priceless (would you put a price on your sanity?)

Special items: oh yes they are special, all three items!

Returns for fiscal year 2008: they return regularly to Kennedy's (on average every six weeks or on an ad-hoc basis)

Cumulated years of experience: 102 cumulated years of Stout sampling

Risk assessment: possible spillage of pints after 4th round (unlike the drinkers, the low tables are not all that stable)

Emergency contact list: no shaggin' way. This meeting is out of bounds: no mobiles, blue-berries or laptops

Dress code: mid-80s to grunge. No ties. Under any circumstance.

Common language: Hibernian English

Back-up common language: Inebriated French

Minutes taken by: Minutes? What minutes?

Escalation point: the Spire on O'Connell street. You've got a problem, you go and escalate it, pal! It puts things into perspective.

Stakeholders: here is your stake, you go and hold it, I'll get the pints.

Outsourcing report: no need for a report. Shag-all outsourcing is done on this project.
Everything is produced, consumed and even urinated locally.

Going forward: we are so not going forward. We dug the heels in a long time ago. You do not change a winning formula. Status quo and stagnation rule, roight?!?!

There is nothing like a midweek session in the pub to forget about work!