You can’t say “mundane” without saying “Monday” first, unless you’re just being a smart-Alec and deliberately mispronouncing it.
The two words are so similar sounding that I wonder if they didn’t start out as the same word but then diverged over time . I could Google it, but I’m overcome with mundanity. Which is just a fancy way of saying I’m lazy.
Before I go any further, here is the link to tonight’s background music. It is David Sanborn’s The Dream. I love me some David Sanborn while I write. It helps chase away the mundaneness.
As the title of this blog implies, today was Monday, and it was also mundane. You might say, “I had a bad case of the mundanes.” (Sorry, that was an obscure “Office Space” reference.)
Where was I?
Today was a day full of PowerPoint slides and Excel spreadsheets. I started out my career with a degree in engineering and spent decades designing some marvelous, highly technical, and extremely complex products, but somehow I’ve managed to find myself in a job where I only refer obliquely to engineering in PowerPoints and spreadsheets and hallway conversations. It is the equivalent of a plumber being called out to a house where there is geyser in the upstairs bathroom due to a burst pipe. But, instead of doing any actual plumbing, he presents to the homeowners a slide deck proposing a statement of work and presenting a preliminary plan of execution. There is a slide outlining a list of potential risks to cost and schedule, as well as any cost avoidance opportunities that may be realized. There is a slide mapping needed skills to available staff. A high-level, time-phased budget is presented with material milestones. There are several slides covering any applicable building and plumbing codes, as well as an environmental impact assessment. There are slides covering legal and contract considerations. There is a mandatory safety slide. Then there are some boilerplate slides on ethics, diversity, and team-building. Finally, the plumber stands up and tells the homeowners they have 30 days to review the provided materials and to make formal comments through the plumber’s change management software and to accept the terms and conditions, whereupon formal negotiations on cost and schedule can begin.
I don’t understand how all of this managed to happen to a once-enjoyable career.
But I do now understand why modern office buildings don’t have windows that open.