posting!
So, when nearly complete strangers start telling me to post more, I guess it's been a while.I don't have Colorado pictures yet, though, I'm sorry! I've been going so crazy lately that I haven't had a moment to sort through the couple hundred of them I took. :-/
I've also been busy because, now that I'm leaving for school in a little over a week, this sensible company has just decided that they need to give me a real project. Well, actually, someone quit, and they didn't want to fling a whole project at the brand new hire. So, instead, they give it to the intern! The person who quit hasn't touched it in weeks, either, because she was out for a while before she finally left, so the file is sadly out of date. So, in other words, I'm really tired because I'm working really hard to try to finish this thing before I leave. I've also been having a blast having to deal with the amazing laid-back-ness of this company, now that I actually need things to get done so I can do my job. Oh, and I've been going to meetings. With my dad sitting across the table from me. Scary. At least they invite my manager, too, so I'm not completely lost.
My father had always told me that programmers don't speak english, but I never really understood what he meant. I've talked to lots of programmers, you see, and they always seem to make sense. But now that I'm getting emails about the program they're producing and the files that I'm writing...well, yesterday, I stared at an email for about half an hour trying to figure out exactly what this programmer wanted me to do. It had something to do with "Development Documentation files". To me, that just looks like he stuck the names of two departments-- mine and his-- together and tried to use that to designate some sort of file. This is after being copied on a long string of emails talking about all kinds of exciting things I only have vague ideas about, like FTP sites and image servers, which for some reason they decided I needed to read. I finally had to track down on of the emailing people and make him explain to me what exactly I was supposed to do, now that I had all of this useful information. Naturally, it involved some more mysterious numbers that hadn't been included in the emails at all, and lots of exclamation points and @ signs.
My lecherous officemate is still as entertaining as always. He has an annoying habit of never speaking to me, only about me, loudly, to whoever happens to be in the office. Like, the president of the company, who acknowledged my existence long enough to laugh at his jokes about me being his girlfriend. Anyway, finally, my way-fun new coworker and I caught him when he was on the phone with a customer and started talking loudly about his feet being on the desk, and all of the things we could think of to do about removing them from there. He was decidedly flabbergasted. :) Small victories aside, though, I will be glad to be rid of him. He says alot of things to or about me that are decidedly innapropriate, and I'm getting very sick of it. Like telling everyone that we went on vacation together. Really, I could do without.
And...that's all I can think of to rant about just now. If I think of something alter, I might even post again before Christmas. Wouldn't that be novel?
posted by Noli at 6:11 AM
