20 Jan 2004

Red Tape

Mary managed a half-smile today. She’d finished her compliance assessment of my team.

The report landed with a thud on my desk. “There you go. You have two working days to respond to this prior to it being submitted to Bernard.” Her face looked like it was going to break; she managed to hold the smile more than a second.

I flicked though the report. It’s colour coded. Filled with pie charts and graphs. There’s a load of things in red.

“I liked your memo about the toner cartridges by the way.”