some days you drink martinis and think about chasing that girl

Marilyn Monroe sweetly and provocatively sings the Irving Berlin classic, "A man chases a girl," and suggestively she offers the following advice:

A man chases a girl until she catches him. He runs after a girl until he's caught. He fishes for a girl until she's landed him. It all comes out exactly the way she thought. Uncertain, he tags along behind. Uncertain, till she makes up his mind. A man chases a girl until she catches him. But don't run too fast while you are saying "No."And once you've caught him don't ever let him go.

The most likely outcome for the sensible man it would seem is to resign himself to the fact that he is the prey and not the hunter and just to let things unfold naturally because if the lyric is to be believed, passivism may be as fruitful as activism. Personally I don't know the outcome I just occasionally dabble at both ends of the spectrum depending on my mood.

Juxtaposing this type of scenario onto the projects arena, you could well chorus that no matter how much you try, the solution will eventually present itself and that we will then all live happily ever after enjoying our project bonuses. Not quite, because it doesn't work like that although I wish it did, work requires for decisions to be made so that agendas can be to be forwarded, activism unfortunately is a fundamental part the equation of finding the right solution space.

But this is not about having an excel spreadsheet open and changing the cell colours or pushing paper wishfully waiting for comments which you know that you will never receive, it's about the appropriate action necessary to deliver the appropriate changes of state, in order to get to the appropriate outcomes - elbow grease.

And I do concur that some times you can just let the day just come to you and that it's best not to meddle but mostly this is fraught with danger.

So today I have been following an email thread waiting for it to unfold hoping against hope that one of the techies would simply pick up the telephone and say, "whatzup! How do we solve this?" But my misplaced optimism has eventually run it's course and I have given up and politely sent out a meeting request which read," lets get on call because we need some action and not any more email."

This is why at the end of some days you drink martinis and think about chasing that girl.