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azurelunatic) wrote2014-07-13 07:18 pm
azurelunatic) wrote2014-07-13 07:18 pm
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In which I attempt to recap my week, more or less:
Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday all involved meeting-related shenanigans. Pro tip: when the co-worker who is on record as hating mornings attempts to reschedule your afternoon meeting, it's not helpful to attempt to reschedule it for the morning.
Conference.
Week after conference: attendee asks if the slides can be made available.
Conference chair: They will, we're figuring the process out.
SOMEWHERE IN HERE: Infrastructure team breaks cross-platform calendar visibility.
Several days later: Azz emails conference committee volunteering to do the thing, if no one else is doing the thing, because Azz did the thing last year.
Chair A: Don't worry, Chair B is doing the thing.
Azz: Great, thanks!
Monday after the 4th: Chair B requests a meeting to discuss how we're going to do the thing, and how we did the thing last year
Azz: *emails 3 steps which were taken*
Chair A: Sounds great, guess we won't need this meeting.
10pm Monday night: Chair B: *emails Azz to schedule 1:1 meeting to go over details for Tuesday afternoon*
2am Tuesday morning: Azz: *cannot sleep* *reads work email* *realizes this meeting is on top of a wrecky crash of other meetings and that Infrastructure has fucked us all over with the invisible calendars thing*
Azz: *sends reschedule request for 30 minutes later*
5am Tuesday morning: Chair B: Nope, my afternoon is jammed. We could do it at 9:30am Tuesday (4 hours from now)? Or 8:30am Wednesday? Or noon Wednesday?
11am Tuesday: Azz: Oh ffs. *takes a few minutes to swear to Purple* *noon on Wednesday accepted*
2:45pm Tuesday: Chair B: Actually I just met with $MANAGER and there's too much on my plate, someone else will have to do it (maybe Azz?)
Azz (again swearing to Purple): you know, all of this could have been avoided by assigning it straight to me in the first place.
Chair C: I'll do it!
Chair C: Azz, WordPress is being mean.
Azz: it sure is, here are the docs and the workarounds from last time.
Chair C: Thanks!
(shortly later) Chair C: Ta-da!
So I had the insomnia Tuesday night.
Tuesday at lunch, I'm not sure what brought up the topic, but I mentioned how a keyboard kept randomly turning itself off, and how I eventually narrowed it down to interference from a small household appliance.
Purple: "The microwave?"
I kept talking as if he hadn't said anything. He persisted.
Eventually: "I plead the fifth."
Lennon Glasses Guy: *cracks up*
Purple: *dawning realization* *cracks up*
Therein followed speculation about how exactly one of those was causing something like that to happen.
That was followed by introducing the Polka-Dot Researcher to the wiki and helping her map the network drive. Then Wednesday I got to meet with the external dev who's working on my database. It was a pleasant meeting, and his website did not come up in the discussion. I mentioned that I would be basically incommunicado Thursday and Friday, because of the big meeting and the aftermaths of same.
Thursday was the meeting. Surprisingly, I was able to get to sleep at a reasonable hour, which made waking up and getting to work in the morning even almost pleasant. Everything was going decently well until the meeting ended abruptly, three minutes short of the planned ending time, thanks to the teleconference service cutting us off. I was dispatched to investigate these shenanigans. And then there was the team meeting. (And the Randomizer several times visibly resisted the urge to pull things out of his ass. I was proud of him.) And the callback from the helpdesk (the meeting was started earlier than we came in, and stopped by the host, which meant that we need to not do the thing). Between all the things, I didn't get started on the actual transcription of the notes until Very Late In The Afternoon.
Purple was cranky because of work-related shenanigans. It makes me feel helpless whenever that happens. I want to make it better, but it's not a thing that's under my control.
I was getting very close to the end by the time I started winding down, so I took a few minutes' breather to see if I could attain a second wind. Which I did. I finished up, sent it off, and then tiptoed over to Purple's office with pixy stix, for the purpose of dragging him out of his office before actual midnight. I rubber ducked a bit, but we did escape before too much later.
Friday, the devs asked me when they could expect to hear back from me with requirements documents for the thing. My reply involved the concept that because I was unexpectedly ahead of schedule from Thursday, that they might hear back sometime on Monday.
Purple and the dudes basically picked the loudest location in the Friday beer bash to have a really interesting conversation about APIs. Unfortunately, lip-reading is hard, so I missed lots of it.
R was in a late meeting; this resulted in me going back out with her, and then heading over to Purple's office to bring more of the party to him. Wherein I had the delightful experience of what is essentially competitive dad stories. Purple told me to tell R about the coffee thing. (Summary: Red pepper tisane is not the best morning-pick-me-up in the history of ever.)
Conference.
Week after conference: attendee asks if the slides can be made available.
Conference chair: They will, we're figuring the process out.
SOMEWHERE IN HERE: Infrastructure team breaks cross-platform calendar visibility.
Several days later: Azz emails conference committee volunteering to do the thing, if no one else is doing the thing, because Azz did the thing last year.
Chair A: Don't worry, Chair B is doing the thing.
Azz: Great, thanks!
Monday after the 4th: Chair B requests a meeting to discuss how we're going to do the thing, and how we did the thing last year
Azz: *emails 3 steps which were taken*
Chair A: Sounds great, guess we won't need this meeting.
10pm Monday night: Chair B: *emails Azz to schedule 1:1 meeting to go over details for Tuesday afternoon*
2am Tuesday morning: Azz: *cannot sleep* *reads work email* *realizes this meeting is on top of a wrecky crash of other meetings and that Infrastructure has fucked us all over with the invisible calendars thing*
Azz: *sends reschedule request for 30 minutes later*
5am Tuesday morning: Chair B: Nope, my afternoon is jammed. We could do it at 9:30am Tuesday (4 hours from now)? Or 8:30am Wednesday? Or noon Wednesday?
11am Tuesday: Azz: Oh ffs. *takes a few minutes to swear to Purple* *noon on Wednesday accepted*
2:45pm Tuesday: Chair B: Actually I just met with $MANAGER and there's too much on my plate, someone else will have to do it (maybe Azz?)
Azz (again swearing to Purple): you know, all of this could have been avoided by assigning it straight to me in the first place.
Chair C: I'll do it!
Chair C: Azz, WordPress is being mean.
Azz: it sure is, here are the docs and the workarounds from last time.
Chair C: Thanks!
(shortly later) Chair C: Ta-da!
So I had the insomnia Tuesday night.
Tuesday at lunch, I'm not sure what brought up the topic, but I mentioned how a keyboard kept randomly turning itself off, and how I eventually narrowed it down to interference from a small household appliance.
Purple: "The microwave?"
I kept talking as if he hadn't said anything. He persisted.
Eventually: "I plead the fifth."
Lennon Glasses Guy: *cracks up*
Purple: *dawning realization* *cracks up*
Therein followed speculation about how exactly one of those was causing something like that to happen.
That was followed by introducing the Polka-Dot Researcher to the wiki and helping her map the network drive. Then Wednesday I got to meet with the external dev who's working on my database. It was a pleasant meeting, and his website did not come up in the discussion. I mentioned that I would be basically incommunicado Thursday and Friday, because of the big meeting and the aftermaths of same.
Thursday was the meeting. Surprisingly, I was able to get to sleep at a reasonable hour, which made waking up and getting to work in the morning even almost pleasant. Everything was going decently well until the meeting ended abruptly, three minutes short of the planned ending time, thanks to the teleconference service cutting us off. I was dispatched to investigate these shenanigans. And then there was the team meeting. (And the Randomizer several times visibly resisted the urge to pull things out of his ass. I was proud of him.) And the callback from the helpdesk (the meeting was started earlier than we came in, and stopped by the host, which meant that we need to not do the thing). Between all the things, I didn't get started on the actual transcription of the notes until Very Late In The Afternoon.
Purple was cranky because of work-related shenanigans. It makes me feel helpless whenever that happens. I want to make it better, but it's not a thing that's under my control.
I was getting very close to the end by the time I started winding down, so I took a few minutes' breather to see if I could attain a second wind. Which I did. I finished up, sent it off, and then tiptoed over to Purple's office with pixy stix, for the purpose of dragging him out of his office before actual midnight. I rubber ducked a bit, but we did escape before too much later.
Friday, the devs asked me when they could expect to hear back from me with requirements documents for the thing. My reply involved the concept that because I was unexpectedly ahead of schedule from Thursday, that they might hear back sometime on Monday.
Purple and the dudes basically picked the loudest location in the Friday beer bash to have a really interesting conversation about APIs. Unfortunately, lip-reading is hard, so I missed lots of it.
R was in a late meeting; this resulted in me going back out with her, and then heading over to Purple's office to bring more of the party to him. Wherein I had the delightful experience of what is essentially competitive dad stories. Purple told me to tell R about the coffee thing. (Summary: Red pepper tisane is not the best morning-pick-me-up in the history of ever.)