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Why is it that so many people seem to believe that keeping a tech person in the dark is the best way to get a problem fixed?

Maybe it's just that I'm a sharing kind of person (in some cases, possibly over-sharing). But dammit, when a customer wants their problem fixed, they never seem to give me more than one-line describing the problem. No example of how they got the problem, the data they used, the example that takes place.

Seriously, an extra five minutes on their part saves me an hour on mine and they get their problem solved sooner.

I am not a mind-reader, and I really dislike being expected to read minds.

Insert your own horror stories of people who said "this isn't working" and then failed to specify exactly what wasn't "working".
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I'm guessing calling someone the "grand and wise, all-knowing Poo-Bah" would reek of sarcasm. But damn if it isn't tempting. I love it (read: hate it) when they expect me to do a job with insufficient access. If I can't access the relevant data, I can't fix the problem!

Anyway, we didn't get stuff done in the two days alloted, so we either have to go back to the drawing board or...IDEK. They tested all this in November! Why did they test it in November if they weren't going to go live until February?

...

It is now 36 hours since I wrote that first bit of the post, and in that time I have eaten two truly amazing meals - well, one truly amazing meal, and one pretty darn good one. Both with multiple courses. One rather more expensive than the other (the truly amazing meal).

Holy cow, I will be DREAMING of that meal for some time to come. Let's just say it started with buttermilk curds with beetroot salt and society garlic flowers and that pretty much set the standard of the night.

The problem with holidays: I always try ALL THE NICE FOOD for ALL THE MEALS wherever I am. Because it's new! And tasty! And I'm only here for a couple of days! And I have no self-control at all when it comes to really good food!

(Tasmania has REALLY GOOD FOOD. JSYK.)

And that's even before Salamanca markets tomorrow morning - foodie, crafty, "hippie" heaven. They'll be rolling me onto the plane tomorrow afternoon.

And then there's Chinese New Year dinner at mum's when I get to Sydney.

We're DOOMED. DOOMED, I TELL YOU.

--

Okay, so the last day I've gotten writing done. There's The One With Soulmarks (because I got it on my card in Trope Bingo and I had this idea and it's currently 4,600 words and will probably just fall short of 5K.

WHYYYYYY???

There's also The One With Lingerie (for the [community profile] pbam Golden Oldies prompt 'Maria/Steve, lingerie').

And The One Where Maria Is A BAMF. Okay, so there isn't really just one in which Maria is a BAMF. But in this one, she's particularly BAMFy from the get-go. And there's a plot twist! (More twist! More twist!)

Alas, for I left my profic files at home. And have been stressing about my profic writing (or the lack of it) for some time. I've decided to get up 30 mins earlier every morning to write my profic before I go to work. Specifically to write profic, because otherwise it'll just get lost in the fanfic - too easy to do so. So, special time, requiring sacrifice. It's not a bad thing, I just have to go to bed earlier or do without sleep.

So it's a Friday night and I'm sitting in my room at the casino/hotel for this town, listening to the neighbours watch...some movie that's all dramatic music and very loud. And the reason I can hear these neighbours is because there is a connecting door between the rooms which is not soundproofed.

I just hope they're not the 'go at it like bunnies' kind of neighbours like the ones I had once in Canberra. Man, that was awkward.

work ugh

Feb. 11th, 2015 04:18 pm
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Buddy, you wrote the damn thing, you know perfectly well how it works. If you'd spared 15 minutes this morning to explain what was going on, then I could have saved a large portion of this day.

I have never worked on this system before, I didn't even know how to connect to it, and it took me a couple of hours to work out what was going on.

Yes, you're on another job, but even some information yesterday at the end of your day (when I first asked about this issue) would have been helpful.

And now it's nearly 4:30pm and I'm only on this testing work for the day and it looks like half the things we're supposed to be testing are only half-done, and half-assed half-done at that. But rather than put me in a position to fix it, you're hanging me out to dry - without even a "check this out here" to help.

tl;dr: I hate it when people get territorial about their work.

eta: "It should really be very simple." If it was simple, then I wouldn't be asking your help. Stop fucking patronising me and start being helpful.
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I've finished my work for the day. Do I nick off before someone finds some work for me to do and hope that the guy asking questions about the stuff I did last week doesn't come back with a "you need to fix this to be in line with Regulation 1653a, Statue viii" which I will need to fix?

Or do I stick around and risk someone coming up to me and going "are you working on anything? no? Great! You've just be co-opted for [insert project here] for the next three days (which I was totally hoping to have for writing and quilting)?

Also, I might be sent to Tasmania for work at some point. For two days. Which, yay, because [livejournal.com profile] sharim and her hubs and baby are down there and I haven't seen her in, what? Five years? Ten? Yeesh.
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I came in to work, expecting that a few people would be in, but all the people are in systems support rather than the development area I work in, and it's dead quiet in the office.

Originally, I thought I had a client to work for during January, but I've heard nothing and I have no emails about this, and it's just on 9am and there's nobody here.

...

...

...

I wonder if I could go home at midday...
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I made it through the weekend. Just. It was pretty rough - especially during the hockey game and once I got home afterwards. I probably shouldn't have played (I kind of told my sister I wouldn't, but it was the last game of the season) but I did, and it was pretty exhausting. I ended up going to bed around 9:30pm last night and got just enough sleep through periods of coughing to make me feel almost human today.

And it's House Day! (Settlement in one hour.) Alas, for there will not be time to go in and look through the house before sunset, but I'm hoping to get tomorrow off in lieu of that.

Also, work project Go-Live, but nothing has come up that we didn't already know about, although New Guy Who Will Be Supporting My Area is asking questions about things that we've already worked out which, yes, is good that he's switched on, but annoying because my brain thinks, "we've already dealt with this a month ago, why must I go back and explain it all over again?"

(I probably should have had a 'real lunch' instead of the snacks in my drawer - mostly nuts and some dried fruit - but I find I really can't be bothered...)

Finally, it's SPRING! (Yes, yes, it is spring in Australia; no, we don't calculate seasons by the equinoxes/solstii; not everywhere conforms to USian calendars/standards, m'kay? DEAL WITH IT.) And a lovely warm-ish day for the first of the season.

So tired. Getting through the afternoon is going to be a hard slog, but there's a party at 4:30. At least, I hope it's a party and not a lecture, because I don't know that I could handle either right now, but at least a party will be fully of happy people and require less coping mechanisms.
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Saturday
8am - get in to work, check all the communications, drink lots of coffee
9am - testing starts
9am-3pm - troubleshoot, troubleshoot, troubleshoot, fix any issues that arise, pacify all clients running around like headless chickens,
4pm - final house inspection
nighttime - collapse

Sunday
8am - get in to work, drink lots of coffee, check on anything that was working yesterday that it's still working today
8am-11am - troubleshoot, fix issues, pacify client
11am-3pm - 2 hockey games
3pm onwards - drinks with the hockey teams at the RSL (maybe)

Monday
8am - get in to work, watch everything go crazy
2pm - settlement happens, get a call saying everything has gone fine (or else that everything has gone pear-shaped)
5pm - finish work, pick up keys to house, go to house, BASK.

Somewhere in the midst of all that, I have to finish this PH and write an assignment.
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I really wish the mortgage agent would get back to us in a timely manner.

I think we've got the finances we need sorted out for Monday and settlement, but I'd like to be sure, and it would help the mortgage agent would actually answer my questions.

Should call a locksmith to change the locks on Monday afternoon. And the estate agent about a final walkthrough and the handover of the keys. And get the home-and-contents insurance set up.

Hm. Electricity, water, gas, and phone.

I had the last two days off, which was nice, but I'm at work today and tomorrow and all Saturday, and possibly Sunday.

*sigh*
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. [livejournal.com profile] rarepairfest due tomorrow - wordcount: 809. It's going to be down to the wire and very terse. And probably not what the recip wanted, but so far as I can tell, the recip didn't leave a letter and I have no idea what they want. Other than the pairings listed.

. [livejournal.com profile] marvel_bang has 8K due at the end of the month. Current wordcount: 99. Plot is 80% worked out, but that last 20% with the conflict? Iffy. Very iffy. I may need an alpha willing to discuss plot and ideas via email. PM me if you're up for it. (eta: got someone - thank you!)

. Writing: so hard right now; I have these little "oh, yes, I want to write that" but I have no writing brain. And I want to write this YA series that I've had in my head for years but I feel like I can't. Or that people will look down on me for writing YA. Or that I'm just not good enough. It's all so terrifying and just freezes me.

. Renovations: had the builder around to the place on Monday to talk renovations/repairs, he's supposed to get us a quote later this week. But our changes look doable, the question is the price. We have quite a bit of room in the budget, though, so I'm not worried about the financials. It's just one more thing to think about as we go along.

. Garden planning. I have SO many ideas for the garden. Currently the plans are at about 20 fruit trees of varying types and kinds, with 2-3 chickens in the 5m x 7m backyard. We need a hedge to give us a bit of yard privacy, so I figure we might go with a 'fruit and nut' hedge (avocados, citrus, almonds). There's space for raspberry canes on one side of the lattice next to the driveway, and blackberry brambles on the other. And my sister loves strawberries, so we're going to have as many of them as we can plant! Lots of plans, which are going to have to be implemented in phases.

. Packing and sorting: going to start this weekend. Toss clothing, sort books, probably divest myself of a bunch of fannish stuff that I'm no longer into. Question: should I just throw it out or offer it to other fans? I know I've benefited from a bunch of other people who've passed on their collections to me, and it feels wrong to just toss it out.

. Work: pretty much two weeks to go-live and I'm still working full-time on this project when I thought I'd be only a couple of days a week. Frustrating, because I come in and spend most of the morning writing journal entries and fic, because I'm waiting on people for the first half of the day - and then everyone brings their problems around in the afternoon. Like, at 3:30pm in the afternoon. It's exhausting.

. Sisters: specifically B2. She has a place; there's a deposit down, the bank is speaking with her on Friday, the parents are standing guarantor. And now I'm fretting about her being alone and managing okay. We'll only be 20 mins away, and B1 intends to go and stay over every now and then, but still. Big sister syndrome.

. Quilting: I was quilting madly up until a week ago, and then all my creativity just drained out of me. I'm going to pack up all my fabric this weekend - sort through and box up everything I'm not using, leaving out only the projects that I'm working on right now.
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Nope. No Monday off. Or even half-off.

Apparently the project manager is BRUTALLY uncompromising when it comes to the plan. To the point where co-worker next to me was told he still had to work while on sick leave. With pnuemonia.
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After being crazy busy for the last four days (mostly checking connections, getting failed connections working, trying to troubleshoot for every interface and their pet bunny, and avoiding being snarky when people come to me with stupid questions), yesterday we pronounced the pre-go-live production system all connected and threw out all the data we'd been throwing back and forth between our pre-go-live production systems and other pre-go-live production systems.

This morning, I switched all the connections to inactive.

And I have thenceforth sat at this desk twiddling my thumbs. Well, reading through documentation and making sure it's up to date. Which is pretty much twiddling my thumbs.

Frankly, I didn't need to be here today. I could have been at home, sewing or writing or cooking, or planning the house.

Oh, wait, I have something to transfer from development into our testing system. Whoopee!
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And even gladder that I had something scheduled on that day which meant that work was reluctant to call me back in.

my life )

I want to find a hole, curl up, and have a good cry right now. All the things, all at once.
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The one in the arcades? Where you try to whack the sharks/moles/creatures that pop up out of the holes. No sooner do you get one then another pops up.

And sometimes I think this guy believes I'm doing this to spite him. He certainly behaves like I'm actively sabotaging the system.
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Newsflash: I have a perfectly functional sense of humour when people don't come up to me with a sheet of paper bearing an error message, saying "I have an error!"

(Did you get the error once, or repeatedly? Are you sure the data you're entering is correct? How did you get the error? What exactly where you trying to do? What work process are you testing?)

After the umpteenth time this happens in the course of a day, no, I don't have a sense of humour. DEAL THE FUCK WITH IT.
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Dear Customer,

No, we cannot code to remove all "weird characters" from the dataset. Because what will inevitably happen is that we'll remove something that you need and then you'll be screeching at us that we've borked your business processes.

This error occurred because someone copypasta'd from an email with a linefeed. The sending system caught the linefeed. The receiving system doesn't have the appropriate character for it in the codepage. This will occasionally happen.

Unfortunately, we cannot code against the ingenuity of human stupidity. If there was a "remove ridiculous human error from calculation" function, we programmers would have started using it a long time ago.

So we leave the code as it is, and you will occasionally have a piece of grit in your oyster that does not become the proverbial pearl. You'll just have to learn to spit once in a blue moon.

with a great deal of irritation and absolutely no respect,
Sel.
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So, we have an office full of expat English guys. The FIFA World Cup was never going to pass us by. NEVER.

And I suspect management felt we were at that point where we needed a bit of a celebration, so they instigated a challenge: each area on our floor was assigned a country and had to decorate their area for that country.

We are an office full of high-functioning IT people, many of us with a sliiiightly competitive streak.

Sliiiightly.

It started with the group secretary who decorated her desk and the one next to her. And then the whole office started getting into the act.

pictures from tumblr )

So, yeah, it kind of escalated.

I think it's safe to say that we're kind of competitive at heart. High-functioning, reasonably intelligent, multi-tasking personnel who are in a job where the goal is to complete the installation to a business standard.

On the plus side, at least the office isn't white and boring anymore!

There's a lunch/opening ceremony at 1pm, and we all had to bring food from our country. My co-worker brought paella (I haven't asked if he made it, or if his wife did), and I made...um...almond cake. Not very well, I might add. But, yeah, it's what I had just before midnight while waiting to watch the Hockey World Cup.

For the record, I think the Hockeyroos deserved to win (they had possession more often than not, and more shots on goal) but damn the Americans gave them a run for their money, especially in the second half!

And those one-on-ones at the end? As a goalie, let me tell you that it was stressful watching, but I'd prefer a one-on-one to a penalty shoot-out any day!

AUSSIE! AUSSIE! AUSSIE!
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Not liking my team lead at all right now.

Every time I have a problem caused by someone else, he's all "well, can't you just jimmy it to fix it?"

Every time someone else has a problem caused by someone else, he's all "well, the other people need to fix it!"

It's getting on my nerves.
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Never sit next to a team lead again. So annoying to be turned to when I'm in the middle of my work and asked a random question to throw me off-course.

Also: people with very fuzzy ideas of what they want done - "oh just go and do it" they so, only to say "that's not what I want" - are extremely annoying to work with.
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Oh, the joyful frustration of someone trying to tell you UR DOIN' IT RONG when they have no concept of the processes you're running.

No, we can't do what you're suggesting because this is a standard system process over which we have no manual control. Our external "interchange system" passes it to the standard port, and the system decides internally how to deal with it. Which happens to be this standard-system programming routine to which we've added code so it can deal with our changes. The added code is not a problem, so far as the system is concerned. But the modifications you are proposing would change the way the system deals with this standard port and its standard programming. Which is highly inadvisable.

Yes, I get what you're trying to do, and why you're suggesting it. But it is not possible the way this is configured. Trust me.
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Work problem solved. It only took four days.

LEADING ZEROS. HOW I HATE YOU.

Also, I got notified of my half-yearly bonus. My utilisation rate was 84.6% - time that they could charge me out to the customer - for the last 6 months. Most of this was due to a 5 week holiday, 7 days off during Christmas, and a lot of time 'on the bench' during which I wasn't being charged out to a customer.

The required utilisation rate for the bonus is 85%. I think my boss went in to bat for me, because I do actually have a bonus. Not a very good one, but money is money.

Stressful project is stressful; so many things to complete, so little of it completed. And it's got to be done in the next five weeks.

ARGH.

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