So, it’s be a particularly stupid day here at work.
Sales men complaining they didn’t get the parts they need. Two weeks ago I
asked them how many they needed. They never answered. So, I was supposed
to have guessed, and gotten in the right amount by now.
Suppliers who can’t tell the difference between a part number that ends
with an X and one that ends with an X-A. She was convinced they are the
same number.
“The one with a -A is a longer variant,” I told her.
“Then, you should have made the part number different!” she shouted.
“I did. It has a -A to show it’s different!”
“How am I supposed to tell that’s different!?!”
“Because of the -A?”
Apparently that isn’t good enough.
Finally, the head of office design came to see me.
“Can we get more of the glass support parts for the trade show on the parts
order?” he asked me.
“Don’t think so,” I said.
“Why not just add them to the PO?”
“Because they came in this morning,” I said. “So, I’m pretty sure it’s too
late to add on to that batch, since they’re done.”
“Can’t you do anything about it?” he asked.
So, I dove into my briefcase. It took several minutes, and I had to look
in all of the pockets three times. But, finally, I pulled forth my Tardis
key!
“Find the Tardis this fits, and I’ll go back and add it to the order,” I
said.
“You need to get out more,” he said.
“What’s that?” the guy in the cube next to me asked.
“It’s a fucking Tardis key,” the design manager said. “He’s telling me
he’ll only help me if I can get him back in time.”
“Type 40 Tardis,” I corrected. “Don’t know if it would work on any other.”
The only question is: why did it take so long to find the key? It was in a
small pocket that I had looked in twice before. The first two times, I
found the key to my bike lock.
So, my assumption is that, like the Tardis itself, it changes its
appearance and looked like the bike lock key the first two times.