timeout

Two epic hours at the whiteboard in front of the executive committee assuaging their unfounded fears about disaster recovery and risk management. At last exhausted, the meeting over I sit quietly in the corner of the now dark conference room taking notes of action items. It is cool and quiet with just the empty chairs for company.

A woman walks by and peers in the glass windowed doors of the room, pokes her head in and asks, “Are you in timeout?”