I meant to use this one earlier, but I accidentally used the wrong one. Three things was supposed to go on the third.
I fuck things up from time to time. My brain is scarred or something.
If you could go back in time to 5 years ago, and was able to tell your past self where your life is now; do you think your past self would believe that so much, or so little as the case may be, has changed?
Well, I actually did write five years ago.
08/03/2012 – 8/3/2012
Again, I’ve been horrible about writing and reading. What else is now?
Wednesday, I was as close to quitting a job as I’ve ever been in my life. I’d struggled, and struggled to get feedback on this thing I was working on. Very little. I incorporated most of the suggestions. I turned it in Monday night. <b>Very</b> late Tuesday night (we’re talking after 10pm, after I’d sent her something basically finises last Friday), I finally got some response from the person who’d tasked me on it. She said it was utter shit. I was livid. I know I make mistakes. I make lots of mistakes. I also miss things; comes with having bad eyesight. But that doesn’t mean I’m late, or what I turn in is bad.
In fact, very little of what I’d done was wrong. Most of it was actually perfect (amazing as that is!). I just hadn’t done the added, unnecessary, nonsense she felt it needed.
So I added it. And got it in late Wednesday afternoon.
I guess she, my direct supervisor, the guy who’d held the job before my supervisor, and the mumbling, stumbling idiot reviewed it. No major gripes. But it wasn’t “adding value.”
Give me a fucking break. It’s not supposed to “add value.” It’s a fucking academic exercise; CYA.
Whatever. I’m still employed. My boss understands the situation. I’ve been responsive. I haven’t undermined the mumbling, stumbling idior (yet). Life goes on.
It will be interesting to see what happens if I win this contract, and they lose theirs……..
My wife and I were discussing the logistics of the move to DC this afternoon/evening.
I’ve decided I want the following:
1. Moving expenses in cash, up front.
2. 80% telecommute
3. A 6% raise (I’d normally expect 8%, but I’m going to trade some of it for the increased telecommute).
4. Promise of twelve months’ employment after relocation. (I have zero faith in the Congress adn the President to prevent shit from turning bad in January…..whoever wins the election is unimportant, really. This die is cast.)
My wife is fully marooned in Olympicdom. *sigh*
Having your moving expenses covered is a very, very nice thing. I’ve never been that important to a company though. I watched two straight days of the Olympics, and I’m so bored of them now. I want my regularly scheduled programming back. [Shedhabit] 8/4/2012 6:55:07 AM
This just sucks! [Cats Rule] 8/14/2012 8:45:41 AM
I didn’t know that only a few months later I’d be being forced to deal with accepting employment with a new company at my salary from 2006.
At this point, I’d be happy just to get back what I was making when I wrote that.
Perhaps I should take solace in knowing that the person responsible still has several more years in Federal Pound-Me-In-The-Ass prison.
I think I do want to write more about religion; I don’t accept agnosticism. Maybe I should write about why.