Tuesday, January 15, 2002
|12:17 AM|
It would appear that my digital camera doesn't like the media I have for it. Since I accidently gave zusty all of my digital camera media way back when she dropped by for a visit, I'm kind of S.O.L.
Big deal. Work is growing busier, but not any more exciting. How can stagnation have leapt down my throat all of a sudden? At work, one of my priorities has nitpicking little details, something I've never really been fond of, to please our contact. Our contact is desperately trying to proove his worth to the company by watching every move we make in our trouble ticket system, and pointing out our procedural shortcomings. These annoying little "reminders" are thrown at us despite our exemplary performance. From a conversation we had with a higher up, the end users love us, the execs love us, this babysitter is unhappy with a few details, which he has to magnify as much as possible in order to save his job. I can see where he's coming from, but I still want him to get hit by a truck filled with heavy objects. "Who would have thought he'd choose this moment to walk across the street? The only bowling ball delivery truck for miles around just happens through this area, and blammo! Guck all over the place!" Okay, that's a wee bit childish.
Whoa. I'm going to be old in a couple days. 22 years, I've been breathing on this planet for 22 years. Things are always speeding up, it's a pain in the butt.
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///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
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