I was having a very strange dream when I woke up this morning, I was in the process of adopting 4 cats to add to 6 that I owned already in that dream. The comedian Rob Beckett was driving a very expensive SUV that had crashed into a barrier - it was a very odd start to the day!
I had cornflakes and two black coffees again and started the day with the first team kick off meeting.
Today was another busy day with MS teams meetings - a total of 6 which is pretty exhausting. I had lunch around 1pm which was a jacket potato with cheese, butter and marmite and also iceberg lettuce salad.
I also had to run a BD incentive in the afternoon against a background of lots of meetings. One that I dialled into was for our Unity work incentive prompted by the very recent events and black lives matters protests. I wanted to dial in to find out more, see how people were feeling and also to know how I can better support people as an ally. It was really sad to hear some of the stories of my colleagues that had clearly had an impact, but would be very easy for people to not be aware of, even down to a huge focus on how comfortable they felt with their hair. It made me realise I definitely need to take notice. I still feel really sad that it was only a matter of a few weeks into my first graduate job when I witnessed very direct racism in 2001. I was in an office of about 7 people and there was a lady who was in her 50s and whenever a particular consultant from Birmingham called her she would answer the phone with "Hello my little brown friend" the first time I heard it I must have looked up in disgust/shock and I think that she said something along the lines of "she doesn't mind" and at 21 as a university graduate I didn't have the words to challenge even though I was "educated" and and was privaleged. I would behave differently now, I would find the words and thankfully I would have a route to raise a grievance along the right channels and feel confident that it would be dealt with. A few weeks later this person opened up a letter in the middle of the office from HR and the issue was addressed, but I always felt deeply uncomfortable and never felt that I'd done what I should have done in that situation. I know that not having the words isn't an excuse, but what it does make me realise 19 years further on I might have to be the voice for someone in the room that doesn't have the words.
I worked until around 7.15pm to be able to get through what I needed to and to stay on top of emails. I had a protein bar as a snack, but i'm thinking I might not bother as they taste awful! Really dusty!
I contemplated going for a run, but I knew Alan was hungry and tired as was I so I cooked tea. I made the Hello Fresh Sea bass with breadcrumbs, potato wedges, salad, sugar snap peas and tartare sauce. I chatted to my Mum and Dad as I cooked tea and they were sounding happy having done some gardening and avoiding noisy green parakeets. I then listened to a bit of the Archers in Lockdown.
We watched What's the matter with Tony Slattery and then some Catfish.
I had cornflakes and two black coffees again and started the day with the first team kick off meeting.
Today was another busy day with MS teams meetings - a total of 6 which is pretty exhausting. I had lunch around 1pm which was a jacket potato with cheese, butter and marmite and also iceberg lettuce salad.
I also had to run a BD incentive in the afternoon against a background of lots of meetings. One that I dialled into was for our Unity work incentive prompted by the very recent events and black lives matters protests. I wanted to dial in to find out more, see how people were feeling and also to know how I can better support people as an ally. It was really sad to hear some of the stories of my colleagues that had clearly had an impact, but would be very easy for people to not be aware of, even down to a huge focus on how comfortable they felt with their hair. It made me realise I definitely need to take notice. I still feel really sad that it was only a matter of a few weeks into my first graduate job when I witnessed very direct racism in 2001. I was in an office of about 7 people and there was a lady who was in her 50s and whenever a particular consultant from Birmingham called her she would answer the phone with "Hello my little brown friend" the first time I heard it I must have looked up in disgust/shock and I think that she said something along the lines of "she doesn't mind" and at 21 as a university graduate I didn't have the words to challenge even though I was "educated" and and was privaleged. I would behave differently now, I would find the words and thankfully I would have a route to raise a grievance along the right channels and feel confident that it would be dealt with. A few weeks later this person opened up a letter in the middle of the office from HR and the issue was addressed, but I always felt deeply uncomfortable and never felt that I'd done what I should have done in that situation. I know that not having the words isn't an excuse, but what it does make me realise 19 years further on I might have to be the voice for someone in the room that doesn't have the words.
I worked until around 7.15pm to be able to get through what I needed to and to stay on top of emails. I had a protein bar as a snack, but i'm thinking I might not bother as they taste awful! Really dusty!
I contemplated going for a run, but I knew Alan was hungry and tired as was I so I cooked tea. I made the Hello Fresh Sea bass with breadcrumbs, potato wedges, salad, sugar snap peas and tartare sauce. I chatted to my Mum and Dad as I cooked tea and they were sounding happy having done some gardening and avoiding noisy green parakeets. I then listened to a bit of the Archers in Lockdown.
We watched What's the matter with Tony Slattery and then some Catfish.
