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peevish
03.30.06 (3:35 pm)   [edit]
First of all, I'm sorry but "logout" looks really stupid, despite what my company's designers think. And having to hit two different log-out buttons in a row is idiotic.

I haven't been blogging much of late; I have been very busy at work acting as a project lead for the first time (yay!). Until today, things were going fairly well. My boss is on vacation this week, but we had a great meeting Friday before she left and things have been mostly smooth. We have WAAAAY too much work to do before next week's installation, but we were making good progress, considering.

Then, this afternoon, I was meeting informally with the project manager, info architect, and financial person in one of the areas between rows of cubes here. Suddenly, 2nd in command of our division came up and completely tore me apart. I hadn't logged enough issues on the web issue tracker, etc. I explained that my own testing focus was on the AS400 side of our business (where web orders are actually processed) and I had just started helping to close issues over the past few days to take some of the pressure off my teammates. He took that okay, but then went nuts when he found out that the AS400 developers and I were just communicating in person and by e-mail instead of logging issues in yet a different tracking tool. I stuttered and stammered and got all heated up, and finally the project manager backed me up and said that it had been his decision not to use the tool, but to just work with each other.

Anyway, this went on for a while and finally Big Man moved on to wreak havoc on someone else's blood pressure. I went back to my desk, grinding my teeth and shaking. My teammate who is doubling for my boss while she's gone came by and assured me everything was okay and they thought I was doing a great job. But I'm all freaked out and paranoid.

Of course, on top of all that, an e-mail came advising my team that we'd probably have to work this weekend if the web side of things wasn't up to par. And not 20 minutes later, I saw the web project lead and manager each leave for the day -- at about 2:30. Must be nice.

All I can say is, if it's 65 degrees and sunny and I'm trapped in here this weekend instead of playing catcher for my family at the playground, I'm going to be pretty resentful.

It just amazes me how some people whose personalities are just wrong for management get to be the ones in charge.
 


posted by: almsthvn (reply)
post date: 04.01.06 (3:11 pm)

I miss you! Hope you're out playing with the kids and no where near work today.

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