A month ago, we walked into our health club and the following conversation ensued:
Gal: Michele, we need your void. (Michele’s face contorts in non-comprehension. Michele’s husband steps in.)
C: What’s a void?
Gal: A void. (C’s face contorts and reddens.)
Michele: We don’t understand what a void is.
Gal: It’s a void.
Sigh. A little while ago, I wrote about the challenges of organizational culture (see The Foundation vs. the Wamulians). It all makes sense when you are inside that culture, but to an outsider, it’s a void.
I wanted to press the conversation and let Gal know that a void is nothing. A vastness of space or something. I’d like to say that the ‘void’ story ends with a logical resolution. It doesn’t.
Every time we walk into the gym, they ask me for my void. We reaffirm that we’ve had this conversation and with a smile, they say they’ll update my account. Until the next time I walk in, and I’m asked for my void.
The void continues…
(P.S.We deduced that in our first conversation Gal was attempting to ask us for a “voided check” for payment. Gal was very confused when we told her we pay with a credit card each month. Gal did not know what type of void was then needed.)