Monday, February 25, 2013

Letters from Egypt: Business Pet Peeves

So I’ve been slacking on the blog; however, I am working on a new blog to explain why. In the meantime here are some personal pet peeves of doing business in Egypt:

  • Egyptian journalists. All of you. Perhaps if you stopped speaking during a press conference and actually took notes instead of high-fiving your colleagues and playing catch up, you wouldn’t have to plagiarize as often as you do.
  • Just because Microsoft and other programs offer a wide array of fonts, it does not mean you should actually use some of them in business. Using Comic Sans or Blackadder (which is like a two-year old attempting to write) looks unprofessional. If you want to try out all those silly fonts, do so in your personal time but not to a business contact. You look like a child.
  • Calling out sick would require you to actually phone or email informing their superior. Instead no calls/no shows run rampant with the person showing up nonchalantly two or more days later. That’s right, strolling in as though nothing happened.
  • Phoning your significant other just two minutes after you arrive at the office is mind-boggling. Didn’t you just see him/her? What’s more is when this action is repeated profusely throughout the day. So let me get this straight, not only do you live with your spouse and he picks you up, but you feel the need to phone every two minutes to give him a play-by-play of your day? What the heck do you talk about at night?
  • And while I recognize that I am in a Muslim country, I also recognize that only two prayers should be held during work hours lasting 10-15 minutes. It amazes me how these two numbers, frequency and time, are substantially increased during office hours. I guarantee most of those that are doing this did not wake up at 4:30 am to conduct an hour-long prayer, so why is it permissible during business?

And for all of you already dealing in these parts or considering, take time to stop and grab this book if nothing but for the title alone: Don’t They Know It’s Friday