I was midway through giving a training presentation this morning when the assistant team lead reveals he'd implemented changes so that "it doesn't work that way anymore"
Except there were very valid reasons for it being that way in the first place. Cue spending the entire rest of the day rolling back his changes, fixing the affected customer's data for the last several days, and letting the customer know that they'll need to completely rerun all their reports that they've done since Thursday. And then I hunted down the original problem, which his "solution" didn't remotely touch, and fixed that as well.
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SylandraJoin Queue for Mafia GamesThe Last Mafia Game
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
And now I've been asked to have a demo ready for my supervisor tomorrow of the project I've been repeatedly told everything else takes priority over and that I haven't been able to touch in a month.
My work is running out of work, and it's leaving me incredibly bored and looking unproductive af.
So, as an update to this:
We're still running out of work, still finishing everything we need to do about 3/4 hours into everyone's varied shifts. So what is management's solution? Let's hire someone new! And whose work do they assign to this new person, you might ask? I'll give you three guesses and the first two don't count.
One of my friends is new part owner of a bar space, and asked me (yesterday) to help produce a show there including a docket of spoken word and (much later in the day) a drag show. This is great! The show is next week. Not much was thought through ahead of time. Not great.
broke my LCD screen by tripping over the power cord and having it land on a metal book end. a section the size of that book end isn't working. don't know how much it'll cost to fix!
broke my LCD screen by tripping over the power cord and having it land on a metal book end. a section the size of that book end isn't working. don't know how much it'll cost to fix!
Probably cheaper to buy new unless you had a really big screen? Or unless it's a laptop, then it may be spendy >.>
Zarialle's first dance:
Trader Bob leads Zarialle through the dancers to the dance floor and brings her all the way to its heart.
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SylandraJoin Queue for Mafia GamesThe Last Mafia Game
I know your feel. Still waiting on my laptop repair. =((
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
Sad to say that it's looking like my current medication isn't right for me. It did help with my mood somewhat, but it's too small of a positive change to make all the negatives worth it. I feel weak and have lost weight because it's killed my appetite and I haven't been eating right, I'm sleeping way too much, and I lost all ability/desire to work on art. While it's nice to not want to die every day for once, I'd like to have that and not feel like total garbage, if possible. Guess I'll be on to the next thing soonish.
If you really hate your class so much right now, switch classes, try something new.
Avurekhos says, "Dylara's a PvP menace in my eyes, totes rekting face."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable. Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
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But the screens themselves can be really expensive.
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable.
Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.