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“Mara.”

“Okay fine.” She sighed. “I’m hungry. Can you hurry up and make this?”

Simply grinning, I got to work finishing the meal.

2:30 pm

I’ve searched everywhere, and I can’t find my call plan. The one time I decided to make a formal plan, I had to lose it, and to make it even worse, the only person with another copy was my assistant. Fuck.

I didn’t even know the appropriate alternative. Should I text? Should I call? Should I email? The best person to ask was Ronan.

Me

Hi

Ronan Romano

Yes?

Me

If you had to contact one of your employees on a weekend, would you email, call, or text them?

Ronan Romano

Is it work related?

Me

Yes

Ronan Romano

Then you email. It’s marked as professionalism and no one can tell you that you’re crossing boundaries with them.

Me

Thank you

Ronan Romano

No problem. What’s this about?

Me

Work, now goodbye.

Ronan Romano

Whatever, dude.

Ronan is many things, but two of them have to be smart and reliable.

I sent the email to her requesting the documents and I waited. The only problem with this was my impatience. I refreshed the screen every second and nothing. I get that it’s a Saturday, but can one person be doing something that’s so important that they can’t—oh, she responded. Never mind that thought then.

She emailed the plan and it was impressive. In starting my call, I noticed that she had listed every item on the agenda in the business handbook’s relevant pages and citations, which could be used as a reference.

This was actually some great work. It’s precise, easy to follow, and high maintenance, which is exactly the kind of service I always invest in.

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