Worrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrkah!
It's always nice to be irritated and end up lashing out.... then regretting it... to come in the next day to no retaliation and instead promises that they'll get their shit together. We have new requirements for the Nodal project in which they want estimates from us by Tuesday with nearly one of the worst business requirements lists I've ever seen. And by the way, they already committed us to delivering a product by go live.
Imagine me. Now imagine me at my most livid. Then imagine me trying to suppress my emotions because its at work and I'll still have to have these people in my corner.
This is what I've been for the past week.
LIVID.
She has the audacity to suggest overtime, disallowing PTO or bringing people in. PTO that I would lose if I don't use. Overtime that I won't get paid for. People I would have to train and oversee, still making me just as busy. Lori said it best yesterday when she said that 9 ladies can't pop out a baby in a month.
Fucking fuckers and their fucking promising my time before you even know the details. I swear one project a year gets created like this.
I had dreams of what I would say to her all night. Also, it morphed into a dream that I went home this weekend and for some reason the wedding was in Belen - sans cake, husband and the invites had just gone out. SERIOUSLY. Something needs to give... just for a little while. I may have to come in on Friday... when I've scheduled a doctor's appointment and have to clean seriously neglected house.
If I see her (the contractor who normally I love) today, I may tell her to eat my ass.
So many icons to use: lizzie kill them all, chuck breathe, chuck angry, oh hell no, screwdriver to the eye, stupid dogbert....
Imagine me. Now imagine me at my most livid. Then imagine me trying to suppress my emotions because its at work and I'll still have to have these people in my corner.
This is what I've been for the past week.
LIVID.
She has the audacity to suggest overtime, disallowing PTO or bringing people in. PTO that I would lose if I don't use. Overtime that I won't get paid for. People I would have to train and oversee, still making me just as busy. Lori said it best yesterday when she said that 9 ladies can't pop out a baby in a month.
Fucking fuckers and their fucking promising my time before you even know the details. I swear one project a year gets created like this.
I had dreams of what I would say to her all night. Also, it morphed into a dream that I went home this weekend and for some reason the wedding was in Belen - sans cake, husband and the invites had just gone out. SERIOUSLY. Something needs to give... just for a little while. I may have to come in on Friday... when I've scheduled a doctor's appointment and have to clean seriously neglected house.
If I see her (the contractor who normally I love) today, I may tell her to eat my ass.
So many icons to use: lizzie kill them all, chuck breathe, chuck angry, oh hell no, screwdriver to the eye, stupid dogbert....