Nineteen eighty-four was meant to be a warning. Not a playbook for how we design modern work. There’s a particular kind of meeting that leaves you wondering why you were there at all. I joined one this morning, hosted by a major technology company. Almost two-hundred people were on the call, and it started late — a particular bugbear of mine, especially when it wastes a huge amount of other people’s time and quietly signals that they can all wait for someone else who isn’t properly prepared. ...
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