jameydee: (Default)
jameydee ([personal profile] jameydee) wrote2006-06-13 02:18 pm

My own special hell

Setting: teleconference
Agenda: A long laundry list of requirement defects to discuss with the customer
Attendees: Lotsa, lotsa detail-oriented people

Me<--nuts and bolts kinda girl. I don't need to be here. Just tell me what the app is supposed to do. I don't care how you get to that decision, y'know?

Lifesaver: laptop with GPRS connection to keep me sane.

----

Another job opening at a former Evil Empire rival...web development and ASP programming. I'm tempted, but on the other hand, I'm finally about to get to do some real programming here. If I stick it out another year, I can say on my resume that I worked on a world class enterprise application, the largest app of its type. It'd be quite a feather in my cap. It's just...the pain associated with staying.

I guess I'll throw my hat in the ring, just to see what they'll offer money-wise...

----

Mike had an ultrasound on his leg yesterday--I'm happy to report he does NOT have a bloodclot in his leg. Sometime swelling is just swelling, nothing dire.

----

ZING! One good thing that has come out of this endless meeting -- I was vindicated in my interpretation of the requirements versus Q/A. :) I was dreading the amount of coding that was ahead of me if I was proven wrong. Right now, there is no overtime, yet we have a major turnover on Monday--so my weekend has been saved and my reading comprehension skills vindicated. :)

----

Things which make no sense. Everyday before lunch, the cleaning crew comes in and empties our trash (approx. 11 AM). So any food containers you have sit in your trash overnight until taken away the next day. Wouldn't it make more sense to empty the trashcans AFTER lunch? It's not a big thing except on Wednesday--when the entire building does a big order at a Chinese take-out joint. A couple of curry containers sitting overnight...it can get quite pungent!

[identity profile] bastosko.livejournal.com 2006-06-13 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, I will be the one to bring up the subject...did YOU make it to the doctor? How is YOUR health?? Worried about you.

PS Hope that project ain't involving seawarrior :(