The Nigerian Monday morning meeting is a ritual of collective suffering. You arrive, still tired from Sunday's rice and family drama. The manager has prepared a PowerPoint. The agenda is "weekly targets." The reality is "let's waste two hours stating the obvious." Everyone is present but absent. Laptops open to unrelated work. Phones under the table. Nods that mean nothing. The one enthusiastic colleague who actually takes notes and asks questions, making everyone else look bad. The meeting that could have been an email, but is instead a performance. And the refreshments! If there is no tea or small chops, the meeting is illegitimate. The quality of the Monday meeting is judged by the quality of the snacks. What's the most pointless Monday meeting you've endured? And do you actually pay attention, or are you just present
