my life
...you know I'm a little worried that, around here, people seem to think I'm some kind of technical guru...
They actually come and ask me questions about how to solve the problem they're working on! o_O
(Mostly? I just Google the answers...)
Work is going to get intense in the next week. We're moving up to the Testing phase, and things are pretty bad around here.
The problem is mostly because because we initially couldn't get any of the client's personnel to commit to any dates. And then, once our own dates came up, we realised why: their senior managers lambasted the heck out of us for "missing our due dates."
Ironically, we missed the due dates for our work because we couldn't get any of their people to commit to doing things by dates. And because their metrics are crappy. They have ten things on a list to do on any given day, and if we do only five, but do five others from another day's list, they say we're 50% behind.
I'm kind of amazed they can run a business like this, TBH.
So, to remedy all this, we're being promised time-in-lieu should we have to work overtime. And a cash bonus per consultant for getting into the testing phase on time.
Which means the next week is going to be crazy...
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The Downside Of Liberty: I hold this truth to be self-evident; we are all shamelessly selfish.
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4,000 words to the Avengers' Girls' Night Out fic. I estimate at least another 1,500 to complete, hopefully this weekend. There's an epic behind it, assuming I don't lose faith in my ability to write it...
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My weekend presently consists of hockey on Saturday during the day, assisting at a church-run disco for people with intellectual disabilities until 10pm on Saturday night, 4th Grade hockey goalieing at 10:30am Sunday, and playing in the field for 3rd Grade at 6pm, with our 1st Grade team at 7:30 (game after ours). Unless the 1st Grade is utterly and completely desperate for players, I think I'll opt out of any requests for me to sub.
And my boss just came by to ask if I was going to finish any work this weekend.
Uh, no. Sorry, no. Just, no.
They actually come and ask me questions about how to solve the problem they're working on! o_O
(Mostly? I just Google the answers...)
Work is going to get intense in the next week. We're moving up to the Testing phase, and things are pretty bad around here.
The problem is mostly because because we initially couldn't get any of the client's personnel to commit to any dates. And then, once our own dates came up, we realised why: their senior managers lambasted the heck out of us for "missing our due dates."
Ironically, we missed the due dates for our work because we couldn't get any of their people to commit to doing things by dates. And because their metrics are crappy. They have ten things on a list to do on any given day, and if we do only five, but do five others from another day's list, they say we're 50% behind.
I'm kind of amazed they can run a business like this, TBH.
So, to remedy all this, we're being promised time-in-lieu should we have to work overtime. And a cash bonus per consultant for getting into the testing phase on time.
Which means the next week is going to be crazy...
--
The Downside Of Liberty: I hold this truth to be self-evident; we are all shamelessly selfish.
--
4,000 words to the Avengers' Girls' Night Out fic. I estimate at least another 1,500 to complete, hopefully this weekend. There's an epic behind it, assuming I don't lose faith in my ability to write it...
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My weekend presently consists of hockey on Saturday during the day, assisting at a church-run disco for people with intellectual disabilities until 10pm on Saturday night, 4th Grade hockey goalieing at 10:30am Sunday, and playing in the field for 3rd Grade at 6pm, with our 1st Grade team at 7:30 (game after ours). Unless the 1st Grade is utterly and completely desperate for players, I think I'll opt out of any requests for me to sub.
And my boss just came by to ask if I was going to finish any work this weekend.
Uh, no. Sorry, no. Just, no.