Thursday, August 18, 2005

No blinkey-blinkey magic here!

a little bit back, I remarked to someone in an e-mail that sometimes I think it might be nice to be either less competent or severely more stupid. After all, they seem to be having a good time, right?

Of couse, then I look at the incompetent & stupid & realize that I really don't like them, so that wouldn't work.

But today it seems like it might be fun for an instant or two.
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What brought that about? Well, yesterday I got a phone call - one of the Acctg. guys from SG had an uncle who needed a website - by like, Saturday. Could I do that?

"What? No!"
He was horribly disappointed to find out that I'd want a two week minimum window for a basic site, and yes, I did have a small worksheet of questions that I make my clients fill out with little questions like, "What is the purpose of your site?" 'cause hey, I'm wacky.

I then hung up the phone & may have uttered the phrase "Who the fuck do I look like, Genie? There's no blinky-blinky magic here, people! No one's dreaming of me!"
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I am attempting to integrate our template into the program that we run with Mapquest, & it's missing one gray line, which I described as "and it's still missing your gray line at the bottom."

"No, it's our gray line," he tells me. "It's the company's site, and we run it."

I snorted & replied, "Yeah, well much like the disobedient child in a dysfunctional family, right now it's your gray line."

Thankfully, he laughed. I have a feeling I might get hired here just because I amuse my boss.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

I have been having a less than optimal day. Whole big thing with an arm in a box. However, since there is no chocolate, I shan't have time to go get myself something involving copious amts. of meat, cheese & bread, and I won't get to the gym until at least 9 tonight...I decided to go to tequilamockingbird and pick a random story from the archives.

no bad dogs, only bad owners
I'm rather tempted to print that out & send it to my mom with the caption, "And you thought MY dog was bad?"
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I know I talk about work a lot in my blog (because let's face it, what do you think I'm avoiding when I write here?) but it was rather odd to have my boss come up & inform me that that in the pool of candidates for my job (I'm a contractor at the moment) there were only three candidates, and I'd managed to score the highest over the other two.

Now, the practical part of me is rather chuffed 'cause rumor has it if I get hired I'll be paid even more than I get now, and shit man - the money here as a contractor was good enough for me to quit two other part time jobs.

However, the snarky part of me is happy that I'm now "scored" as being qualified to interview for a job that I've been doing for three months now. Am I the only one finding irony in that?
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cubicle-land quote of the day :

"Well, we'd like to do that, but sadly there are people here that are dumb."

~ overheard as I was walking out of the 4th fl. break room, aka, the place where I get the hot water for my ambrosia known as starfruit tea.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

the daily fun of corporate america.

Yet another corrupted to welcome to the fold...
So the Not!Lawyer for SG came back from maternity leave and had some critique for the new site - amongst that being that she didn't get that the three buttons at the top that said "Purpose Science Media" actually led to pages containing such information about each product, and could I make that more obvious?

Tech Writer J heard that & responded, "What? When you roll the mouse over the words, you get a line underneath & the cursor becomes a little hand - that means it's a button! Has she never used the internet before?"

heh. And to think J was such a nice girl when she got hired a year ago...
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For meeby, who had a "discussion" linguistic issue earlier today - ahaha...my boss on the phone kills me :
"Okay, we're now to formally formalize? What does that mean?"

Friday, August 05, 2005

Why yes, I am a geek.

I sat in a job interview yesterday (I wasn't looking, but they called me & for this place, it's an honor being nominated, so when I found myself at 2nd interview, off I went!) and tried to describe how it is that someone with a Fine Arts degree could end up with a programming background & heavy project management experience. At the time, I sort of laughed it off as my being a highly unusual art major.

Today, I took a page of code that was done entirely in blockquote structure Side note : who the fuck thought that'd be a good idea? and redid it in a table so that when it's added to once a week...well it went from :

erfdoiauyaopiuywaoeigfhdsoighaogyas
ahfdofkd;psaifduosaufgoiasgfudsaosaiog
hakfoudaspfisofudsaofduiosafuds


to

actual
structure
here


and I sat back, and was inordinately happy about the fact that I'd just wrestled something into a nice, neat piece of code. It made no difference to the user, looked exactly the same. Pretty much the only people who would even know about it or it would ever impact would be me & my boss.

But nifty code makes my geeker brain happy. Because at heart, I really am just a simple, simple girl. *g*

Thursday, August 04, 2005

Thursday afternoon thoughts.

You know, this chair looks funky, but the amount of hi-larity that would result from placing a chair that swings like it's a frellin' birdcage in my apt. is kinda skeery.
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I hope Toyota makes a decent hybrid Rav-4. I'd give up the option of driving a standard in my next car for that, really I would. The new Escape Hybrid sucks ass. I don't need a boat of a vehicle, just one that's a little bigger than a normal car, thanks.