Tagged: asparagus

Twenty three

I posted my first personal notice to Attenzi’s social network:

“Vincenzo’s will have the new season’s #asparagus in by the weekend. Any fellow asparagus fans fancy dinner there Saturday? Pleasure, not business.”

Yet I had hesitated for at least two minutes before clicking ‘post’. It felt right – we’re all just people right? – and yet weird – who’s going to want to be seen to hang out with the CEO voluntarily on a Saturday evening? Would they be seen by colleagues to be sucking up? What if they felt they had to? What if no-one responded?!

Temporary panic over, and the table for two became a table for four.

Tom (HR) loves his steamed, unadorned but for a drizzle of olive oil. Mary (Procurement) grows her own, although hers wouldn’t be ready for another week and a half – and a week and a half later I found a lovely bundle of spears on my desk. And Gurdev (Quality Control) is a vegan foodie with an interest in the chemistry of cooking. (Apparently, boiling water pops cells on the surface of asparagus making perfectly cooked asparagus a brighter green. But over-boiling causes the cells to shrink and release an acid, making for a much less appetizing grey.) I got him and Vincenzo talking. Vincenzo took Gurdev into his kitchen between dinner and dessert to explain an idea he had to make it easier to clean a cooker.

Despite being more social than professional, I learned a bit more about what Attenzi means to the people that make the company what it is.

I asked Gurdev how we deal with customer ideas. He didn’t think we had a formal process.

Twenty

Vincenzo called.

“Where have you been? We haven’t seen you for ages.”

“I’ve been very busy with this new job Vincenzo.”

“Ahh! Too busy to see the customer, I see. You should slow down to speed up.”

Oh dear. I don’t like to upset Vincenzo, he’s such a great guy. “Will you have the asparagus in by Saturday week?” I asked.

“I should think so.”

“I’ll be there.”

“I’ll reserve you a table for two.”

“But…”

Vincenzo had hung up.