You already know my feeling towards work meetings, especially those that are hardly more than extended precision water cooler discussions and that could be easily replaced with a short email if people ever bothered to express themselves in writing anymore and if the other people ever bothered to open their eyes and read.
Besides, it's been well-documented that we get dumber when we gather in these meeting. More time? More people? More dumb. Period. This is not way to spend time and call it work. Frankly, it's an irresponsible activity that occurs all too often.
Now, this is not to say that we don't need some meetings. There are the occasions where we need group discussion. What we don't need are the endless hours of the inane dribble.
Today, we had one such meeting. It occurs monthly. The agenda was long, and we've demonstrated the ability to go a half-day on far less. I griped to the acting chair. She placed time limits on the discussion, and then just to make everyone smile, she placed me in charge of the clock.
We finished on the dot after a seven-minute late start. I suspect we irritated more than a few in that hour, but we congratulated ourselves anyway, and now she's getting a card.