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So...
... there's a baby here now.
Yep.
Not really much else for me to say there. I suppose you've all seen the pictures. It's funny, people ask me "so how are you doing now, with the baby?" And I can only think, "ummm... we're doing... like people are after having a baby?" Really, is there some frame of reference I'm not aware of, for this situation?
I had my one-year performance review at work a few weeks ago. I wasn't particularly worried about it going in, but it kind of turned into my supervisor and our group's manager repeatedly telling me how awesome I am. Which, at the risk of sounding like an arrogant jackass, I kind of know already. But it's nice to see something good coming from spending much of my teenage years learning how to write code instead of, say, developing some social skills. And I knew I was doing well, but damn... apparently I'm doing 4 to 5 times as much work as the other people hired when I was, and about the same amount as people who've been there 3-5 years. (And I just started doing "real" work in October.) So our manager said she was going to ask the director for more money in the budget, so they could give me a bigger raise, and I'm now having trouble fitting through doorways on account of my enormous ego.
And that reminds me, I've been driving up the Massachusetts Turnpike twice a day for a year now. You know those "slow vehicle" lanes that get added onto the right side of the road for steep hills and such, so vehicles that can't accelerate or maintain speed can move over? After an entire year, I finally saw a truck using one of those for its intended purpose. Just one vehicle, for the entire year. Not that this should surprise me, I could spend hours complaining about the drivers in Massachusetts....
"In the gap between 'Should' and 'Is,' you'll usually find an idiot swinging a hammer."
... there's a baby here now.
Yep.
Not really much else for me to say there. I suppose you've all seen the pictures. It's funny, people ask me "so how are you doing now, with the baby?" And I can only think, "ummm... we're doing... like people are after having a baby?" Really, is there some frame of reference I'm not aware of, for this situation?
I had my one-year performance review at work a few weeks ago. I wasn't particularly worried about it going in, but it kind of turned into my supervisor and our group's manager repeatedly telling me how awesome I am. Which, at the risk of sounding like an arrogant jackass, I kind of know already. But it's nice to see something good coming from spending much of my teenage years learning how to write code instead of, say, developing some social skills. And I knew I was doing well, but damn... apparently I'm doing 4 to 5 times as much work as the other people hired when I was, and about the same amount as people who've been there 3-5 years. (And I just started doing "real" work in October.) So our manager said she was going to ask the director for more money in the budget, so they could give me a bigger raise, and I'm now having trouble fitting through doorways on account of my enormous ego.
And that reminds me, I've been driving up the Massachusetts Turnpike twice a day for a year now. You know those "slow vehicle" lanes that get added onto the right side of the road for steep hills and such, so vehicles that can't accelerate or maintain speed can move over? After an entire year, I finally saw a truck using one of those for its intended purpose. Just one vehicle, for the entire year. Not that this should surprise me, I could spend hours complaining about the drivers in Massachusetts....
"In the gap between 'Should' and 'Is,' you'll usually find an idiot swinging a hammer."