It is only 11 am and I am done for the day.
It’s one of those days where you field countless requests for things. None of these things are hard, but they are all things that a person, with a minimum of effort, could do for themselves. Do enough 15 minute tasks and your entire day is shot.
Can you add me to this Sharepoint? (Sure. But I’m going to send an email to a person to request access for you, and you can do that and cc me). Can you upload this document? (Sure. But you can do that too, in the time it took you to attach it to the email.) Can you find this information? (Sure, but in the time I spend combing through documents, you could do it too, and then know where to find it next time)
I find the older I get, the more irritated I become when others are unable to help themselves. I genuinely don’t mind the “I don’t know how to do this, I don’t know what’s next, can you point me in the right direction.”
Once you get those people started, they are on their way. They don’t need you again. You’ve enabled them to solve a problem.
The other always just feels lazy to me, and I can’t abide laziness.