Meetings and emails

Hey Sam, it's Elif, quick voice message. This morning I wrote a draft email to the whole team about Friday trivia night. The subject line said 'Trivia on Firday'. What a typo! I fixed it and put Dave on cc, since he's the trivia host.

Then I wrote a second email, just for you, about our boss's awful new tie. I said it looks like a sad rug. But I was in a rush, and I hit reply all. Sixty people got it. Even the boss.

I sat there for ten minutes, feeling sick. Then Mr. Hughes wrote back: 'A sad rug? Awesome. My wife says the same.' Now I run every trivia night. Call me later, dude. Thanks!

Jess, are you home? I'm in the kitchen with my laptop. My inbox has three thousand unread emails. Three thousand! Half of them are spam. This one says I won a vacation in Peru. It ends with 'Best regards, Mr. Lucky'. I don't think Mr. Lucky is my friend.

I tried to clean it up. I deleted two hundred emails. Then I saw a reminder from the dentist. My appointment was yesterday. Of course! I'll call them in the morning.

Wait, there's one more in the spam folder. It's from a company called Brightside. 'We'd like to invite you for an interview.' Jess, that's my dream job! It's next Tuesday. Get over here, quick. I need a coffee and a hug.

Tom, got a minute? I'm in trouble. I'm double-booked on Thursday at ten. The marketing meeting and the budget meeting are at the same time. I got both calendar invites this morning and I said yes to both. Silly me.

Could you reschedule the budget meeting? Maybe for Friday? No? You hate Fridays, I remember. Then let's postpone it until next week. Really? That works for you? Awesome. I'll send a new calendar invite right now.

Hold on, my phone is buzzing. It's the boss. 'Both meetings are canceled. The AC is broken and it's ninety degrees in here.' Ha! So I'm not double-booked, I'm free. Tom, want to grab a coffee somewhere cold?

Good morning, Mr. Walker. Can you hear me? You can't? Oh, I'm muted. Let me unmute. Sorry about that. Is that better? Great.

Okay, I'll share my screen now and show you the new design. Can you see it? Hmm, you say it's all sneakers? Oh no. That's my online shopping cart. Sorry! I'll close that tab. It was only a small cart, honestly.

Now the right slide. Oh, my screen is starting to freeze. Mr. Walker? Are you still there? Okay, I'm back. Before we go on, let's make sure we're on the same page. Blue or green? Green? Perfect. That was easy. And my sneakers arrive Friday.

Hello, Ravi? It's Dilan from the bakery. My website is down and I have forty cake orders today. Can you look into it, please? I need it fixed as soon as possible.

Yes, I'll hold. You found the problem? Good. Could you send over the invoice too? Thank you. And please keep me in the loop. Text me every hour, okay? I'm making wedding cakes, and I can't read emails with frosting on my hands.

Hold on, Ravi. My assistant is yelling something. What? The router was unplugged? Because you needed the outlet for the mixer? Oh, Kemal! Ravi, forget it. It's working. I'll send you a cake, man.

Okay, everyone, let me sum up. We've got five minutes left and a long list. Sara, you're designing the new poster. Ben, you're calling the printer. Priya, you're reserving the room for Friday. Is that clear? Good.

Joe, you wanted to bring up something about the break room, didn't you? Go ahead. The refrigerator? Oh boy. A tuna sandwich has been in there since Monday, and the whole floor can smell it. Joe says it's the worst smell in the building. Nobody says a word. Ben stares at his shoes.

Okay, next steps. Ben, you're taking that sandwich out today. No, I'm not kidding. Then you're buying cookies for the whole team. What? It's your sandwich? Honest at last. Thanks, Ben. Meeting over!