Even More Weather
Friday, February 8th, 2008 09:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rolanniHave I mentioned that the day-job has been a cesspool of insanity lately? Sigh. Also? If you -- yes, you over there under the coffee table -- are ever in the position of supervising someone? And your supervisee says they need lead time to do event posters, and gives the date by which information needs to be received in order to become posters? And you blithely let the deadline go by, only to demand several days later and one supervisee-work-day before the first event in the series that posters be produced on the instant? And the supervisee says, "I told you I needed lead time, not lead minutes?" The proper answer to that is NOT, "I don't care if they're ugly."
Of course, there is no win for the supervisee in this case, but to do the impossible. So, four posters (for the record, they are kinda ugly), and buncha other stuff that could've been done in January had-I-but-known-later, I crawled home and declared to Steve that I felt like I had been beat with a two-by-four, whereupon he wisely produced a glass of wine and "After the Thin Man." And that's how I spent my mini-vacation.
On today's schedule, my pass (following Steve, who has already done the heavy lifting) through the Duainfey revisions, then on to Longeye, while the snow flutters prettily out of the sky and I do not access the day-job email account.
Of course, there is no win for the supervisee in this case, but to do the impossible. So, four posters (for the record, they are kinda ugly), and buncha other stuff that could've been done in January had-I-but-known-later, I crawled home and declared to Steve that I felt like I had been beat with a two-by-four, whereupon he wisely produced a glass of wine and "After the Thin Man." And that's how I spent my mini-vacation.
On today's schedule, my pass (following Steve, who has already done the heavy lifting) through the Duainfey revisions, then on to Longeye, while the snow flutters prettily out of the sky and I do not access the day-job email account.
