LYC: work rant stuff (mostly musings, some bitching, some snarking)
Posted by
Mel Profit (aka Mel Profit)
Jul 1 '11, 08:50
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I just had a Jedi Mind Trick played on me. Normally our dates are firm. But this person is good. This is totally not the Go Live Date I'm looking for.
Let's move it up two weeks. To which I dumbly nodded my acceptance.
When I walked out of the meeting and woke up I couldn't believe it. It'll be fine I think. But then she pushed me too far. Oh no...we're not doing *that* because it would make your life easier and the "other system" doesn't show you the data the way you want. The other system, who's people I'd like to see thrown into a lake of fire, receives the data from us in a way that would give these other people what they want but NO...it can't be displayed. Eff you darlings. We know you guys make money for the organization but you're lazy lobotmites who think you're the elves of the organization. Meanwhile I can out analyse 10 of you before I'm even awake. I'm that good and you guys are that dumb. Let's rumble.
Unrelated: I had to write a Bomb Throwing Email. Eff these (other) Humps. Stop effing with me every month, get me my shit on time. This should take me 45mins every month unless you guys dick around and eff up then it takes me 3 days.
Also...I've had coffee...anyone need their ceilings cleaned with a toothbrush?
Also, speaking of ceilings...why is there a blue medical glove hanging from the smoke detector? It looks like a hand is coming out of the ceiling. I want to squirt katsup around it and see if anyone notices (no one will).
Lastly, I wanted to leave early but that's not likely now.
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