So far, we had managed to split my IT team into two and started to question our own fundamental purpose and identity. One hell of a strategy this was turning out to be.
We drank our second coffee looking out of the window, saying nothing. Beyond the glass it had started to drizzle.
When she had finished her drink and put her cup back on the table, Christine misread the look of concern on my face and said, “Stop looking so dramatic. It’s me. I’m not supposed to be on the picture. You’re there because you’re a business director. None of the other directors have their managers listed, so we need to take me off.”
“OK, let’s say we take you ...