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Mostly it's just trying to make sure that everything is cleared off my HD, including passwords and apps and suchlike, and saying goodbye to people.

I came in at 8am this morning, I plan to be gone after lunch. Must talk to the woman doing my exit interview to check if we can get it done before lunch.

(The woman doing my exit interview is my previous line manager, before they shuffled everything around earlier this year and then I got to get told of my redundancy over the phone through a manager who'd never met me in person. Clusterfuck, much?

And that's not even counting that to tell me that a redundancy might be on my horizon (they hadn't actually made me redundant at the time), they arranged an appointment for 10am Monday morning and told me HR, my line manager, and his line manager would be there, and that I could bring a support person. They arranged this appointment at 10am Friday morning, leaving me 72 hours - including the weekend - to stew.

They're fucking lucky that I don't have anxiety, or I'd have been a mess by Monday. As it was, I contemplated the worst case scenarios, then stressed a little here and there over the weekend, but didn't let it bother me.

So, in conclusion: clusterfuck.)

I'm not sorry to leave the company; it used to be a good little company to work for, before it got bought out by a big Australian tech conglomerate, and then that got bought out by a big US tech-and-business conglomerate, and...wouldn't you know it, this is the company that gave me my first redundancy when they bought out the little company that I worked for from age 18 to age 24! Colour me surprised.

Anyway, mostly, I am scrubbing things from my laptop, and working out how to not only clear but erase my browser history in the shortest time possible. Oh, and must delete my Dropbox connection.

moment of greatest tech hilarity in this morass: Being told by the system that my password is about to expire - YESTERDAY.

One day to go and they want me to change my password? AHAHAHAHAHA. Yeah, no, I didn't bother, and I seem to be okay and in the system right now, so...

I will be sorry to leave the people - there are some really good people here. It's a good place to work. Ah well, my job being what it is, I'm sure I'll encounter them in the future here, there, and everywhere...
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Last week I was studying for Certification.

This week, I'm studying for Certification, working with two different clients, being sent requests for time, assistance, and investigation.

Maybe I should have written my Yuletide assignment earlier...
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It's not wrong to prep.

If all the panic is wrong, then sure, prepping for all the things that might happen (and are more likely to happen to people without money, without power, without hegemonic advantage) will have been a lot of effort for nothing.

If the panic turns out to be justified, on the other hand, then at least there'll be plans in place, and after the initial emotional and mental shutdown of "this can't be happening" then there'll be rescue frameworks in place (or the knowledge of how to get the hell out of dodge).

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I'm rather intrigued by the response to my sedoretu series.

The two pairings I expected to do best - Maria/Steve (for which I'm known) and Steve/Bucky (which is popular) - are way behind the usual hit-to-kudos ratio, as is the Natasha&Steve story (another popular interaction/pairing). Meanwhile, Maria/Natasha is par for the course, and the Maria&Bucky story is going great guns!

I don't think many people are reading all the stories - sedoretu fics are not for people who want to see their OTP do happily ever after.

Come to think of it, if people are reading all the way through, then they probably kudos at the end of the existing set of stories, which would be Maria&Bucky...

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Tooth is still causing discomfort. I have a new mouthgard which helps at night, but whatever is wrong with the tooth is not getting better.

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Work has me doing piecemeal right now; they don't have a steady client, so I'm working with a lot of support stuff...
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The client I'm working at now kind of reminds me of my first workplace; it's that same "company that's been around since the 50s, and has kind of upgraded-ish to the 70s in office decor, and has all the necessary IT hardware but a lot of their 'systems procedures' are still kept in hardcopy folders.

The desk I'm at - possibly once a secretary's desk - still has a couple of folders labelled "Corporate Accounts: Information Handbook" and "Cheque Res" on the shelf...

It's that kind of a place, and it's kind of...comforting.
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Headaches. I mean, it's not even 48 hours after I got the implant out, but headaches at the right temple.

stuff )

*sigh*

--

we're back in fandom limbo )

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work )

Ugh. Life.
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Writing things, mostly rambling to myself.

Dance Me To The End Of Love )

I have the ending in place, although there are still a few things in flux...

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Sharp Evening Stars And Bright Morning Flame is satisfactorily plotted out. Can I write it in the next 3 weeks? I'm doubtful.

I seem to have overreached myself in due dates right now.

There's [community profile] crossovering and [community profile] marvel_poc, both of which have plotbunnies, only they're pretty decently sized ones and will probably be written right up to the deadline.

I signed up for a quilting swap for Marvel characters about a month ago, and am planning to make a polygon hulk shoulder bag. Paper piecing is harder and more intricate than it looks.

And then I signed up to pattern-test a new bag pattern which is due...you guessed it - October!

Summercomp hockey starts up in the 2nd half of October, too.

And a 'proof of concept' has been floated at work, and I got assigned to it. Only I'm the database and the main interface, and I've been working on another project for the last couple of weeks. The UI developer has more or less stepped away from the project in disgust and concern that it's not managed properly, and the project managers are all either really high up, or else in sales and more concerned with whether it's pretty enough and not whether it does anything that the proof of concept is wanting.

Plus, new tech and skills. Always harder to do than just leaping into something familiar...

So I'm a bit stressed right now.

On the plus side, the parentals come home from the US by mid-October, so I get B2 back in the house. It'll be nice to have someone at home to come home to and chat with.
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In IT - particularly in areas like mine: financial systems applications - there's this constant push for new technologies, new developments. And with these new tech comes a steep learning curve. Which a lot of guys love and push for and really want to get into.

work expectations, kind of ranty )
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Did I tell you about the client who interviewed me for 'cultural fit' and then expressed the view that i was "overqualified" for the role?

They started haggling how many days they'd need me, and then the price. Which is, frankly, ridiculous. Because out of all the developers in the company, I would say that I am one of the LEAST QUALIFIED so far as our area goes. If they get any of the other guys (I think they're all guys in Sydney and the job would be for a guy) then they'd get me ON TURBO.

So there went that six-month client contract. *throws hands in the air*

Anyway, they can't say that it was my 'fault' - unless it's a problem that I'm OVERQUALIFIED for the work they were going to do. (It was some support - pedestrian, run of the mill - and some development - a little more challenging - which I thought was going to be a nice mix.)

SO now they're desperately shoving me at anything that might stick. Currently, it's an internal project that looks pretty interesting. I'll be hoping so...
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Day 4: so, not only did I discover a key function isn't working properly for half my data, but we also found out that we're missing a key field in the incoming file that we need to read the database.

Well, DANG.

So now I have to put together an email stating why I failed to complete the work in the time allotted (because nitpicker guy came to me on Monday with a bunch of purely cosmetic changes which took up half my day - this after I noted that this would probably not be completed in the days I had left a week ago and more).

I'll do a couple of hours tonight, see if I can make any headway in the coding, but the testing on the second interface is going to be a mess - inbound interfaces always are.

In 36 hours, I shall have left my house for the airport, heading for Vietnam. Between then and now, I have a program to complete, a post-mortem to write, a work hand-over to orchestrate, two bags to pack, 1000km to travel, seven little gifts to make, and maybe sneak a couple of hours of sleep in there...

Better get started...
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Well, not quite. They're sending me to Tasmania for a week. Next week, in fact.

I guess it'll be a practice run for the holiday - out of home, away from my medical assistances, and dealing with the hand and the foot and the health while on the move. Although the working will be...interesting.

I'm trying to sort out the issue with leave; I'm thinking the simplest option is LWOP, although that will dock my payslip something fierce in August. Ah well, I did have savings - note tense.

The stress will not be fun, however.
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...ugh. Apparently I am severely in arrears on the days of Annual Leave I'm allowed to take, thanks to a series of disconnected systems that didn't notify us of the issue back when it happened in 2013.

As a result, I'm going to have to take Leave Without Pay for the upcoming holiday.

My sister: Can't you just cancel the holiday?
Me: Frankly, cancelling the holiday isn't worth the money it would save.

This is not stress that I need right now. NOT NEEDED.

2016, why you suck so badly?
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Two weeks after I made the initial request for some testing to be done, I finally get a response back.

Of course, I don't have any time scheduled to this project anymore, although I'm "on the bench" which means I'm not at a client, so I could put my time towards it. *sigh*

I was kind of enjoying getting a little more sleep, not having to be GO-GO-GO all the time, and getting all my appointments in.

Anyway, the Project Manager - one of the people who's been DEAD SILENT for the last two weeks - finally arranges a meeting where he wants to know where everything is. Well, IDEK, because I got ABSOBLOOMINGLUTELY FUCKALL from anyone else in this project for two weeks. I kept doing what I could, but what I could do was very limited, and I wasn't getting anything back but the echo.

There is a possibility that we might not have to finish the work - that the client is going to dump it all in the 'too hard' basket. It's a slim possibility, but if it comes, I'll damned well take it. Because this is a CLUSTERFUCK of EPIC PROGRAMMING FAIL proportions. Whoever took the word of the functional guy on the other side that this would be as simple as plugging into an existing program, didn't count on the functional guy not being available, the code being positively machiavellian, and the programmer who got stuck with it not being the guy who wrote the existing program in the first place. (Because he knows the ins and outs of the class; I don't.)

The worst part of it all is that all the work left lingering is pretty much in my area. So this is going to look REALLY GOOD on my resume. By which I mean, this shit is going to linger for a while, I suspect...
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Today looks like it's going to be crazycakes on several fronts.

Tuesdays, like Mondays when you've had Mondays off, only worse: health ick )

Work is just...painful. I wish I had something brainless and 'could do it in my sleep' right now, because trying to get my head around object-oriented programming classes with everything else going on is so many shades of awful.

Also, due to the tooth issues, I've lost about 3kg in the last month and my appetite is variable. At the worst of it, I didn't feel like eating at all and only made myself eat something because I knew my body needed it. At best, I had two meals a day. Partly because I didn't feel like cooking, partly because I couldn't face chewing.

I bought breakfast this morning - an omelette - and while I know it tastes delicious, I've had half a coffee this morning and I'm kind of full.

On the plus side, I did have those 3kg to lose, which is better than if I didn't. However "not enjoying food" is, in my mind, a bad way to be losing weight. And not at all fun. I like enjoying my food.
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ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER DESTINY
THIS NEVERENDING ROAD FROM UAT
THESE TESTER WHO DON'T KNOW THEIR LIMITS
USING UP MY PRECIOUS MINUTES
ASKING MORE
THAN ANYONE SHOULD EVER HAVE TO GIVE
IT SAPS MY BRAIN, MY WILL TO LIVE
AND MUST MY NAME 'TIL SYSTEMS DIE
BE LINKED TO CODE THAT MAKES ME CRY
ONE DAY MORE...

(You would be too if it happened to you.)
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...what kind of Finance department needs "Financial Year" translated to "Year From - Year To"?

*throws mental hands in the air while making the change*

Also, this is the first look they've taken at this report. In over six months. And the only reason they're looking at it because I'm leaving on Friday and the other coder in the office is going to be part-time at best.

Such is the state of this client.

...and we've just found a table that's been created to store data, but we're not accessing it at any point, so far as I can tell...
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THIS. WORKPLACE.

exercises in corporate frustration and political fiefdoms )

The last two months since I came back from work have been a merry-go-round of organisational incompetence, with deadlines that are swept away like cobwebs, and people who can only see the small picture.

The thing is, I usually only have to look at the small picture - my organisation has people who usually manage the bigger picture and keep it from overflowing onto me.

Not this time.

So.

*headdesk*

And yesterday, I checked my work calendar, and the work that I was due to be on from the 23rd November is being renegotiated.

So I could be here forever, stuck screaming inside my brain at the project that never ends.
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Today, I finished off the modifications to the two programs my colleague was originally assigned. He had two weeks in which to do this work, and got half the modifications done on one program in that time.

I took it over full-time last Friday, although I pretty much started working on it on the Monday before that.

There'll be further modifications once the users take a look at the results, but at least I got it to "this is what the requirements were; I have completed this".

And it's one more thing off my plate.

Now if we can only get out of the "user acceptance testing" which the testers see as the opportunity to "perfect the system"...

This is the testing which never ends, it goes on and on my friend...

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Still haven't done anything on the Pacific Rim Secret Santa. Maybe tomorrow night...

oh hell no

Oct. 21st, 2015 07:52 am
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When you're user acceptance testing is not the time to be redesigning the interface. That should have happened a year ago, when you were designing the interface together.

Except you weren't designing the interface together, were you? You were leaving it to the hired contractors to do it; with barely any input.
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We had two programs to adjust; in two weeks, he adjusted half of one program.

I got it working and over the line, just today. Now I'm working on the second program and discover he hasn't done any changes to it...

Also: getting these two programs working has happened in between other work I've been doing for the client - while transferring files and answering questions and trying to work out scenarios and where files are going.

...what on earth was he doing for those two weeks?!?
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When you're doing half your co-worker's work because "it's been a long time since I programmed", and yet he wants to know what other projects are going with your company?

AHAHAHAHAHA. NO.

He manages to sound peremptory in every email, as well as most discussions. And the time he thought I'd missed out explaining a step in one of the processes we're undergoing, his expression was a kind of gleeful "I can't believe you missed this! This is Process 101!"

My instinct is to say that I'm under stress, busy, there's a lot going on, and I'm "just" being judgemental.

My feminist is to say FUCK THAT, BUDDY. If I asked someone to do my programming work - including debugging to find out why nothing is working - then I'd be out on my ear in an instant. A woman who can't do the job she's been hired for? Yeah, NOPE.

So I've explained the situation to my company supervisor. Also a woman in IT who understands where I'm coming from. Since I'm the only permanent from my company at this client - we've contracted him for the work at this client - my word has weight.

I'm sure he's good at the module that we're working on - when it doesn't involve programming - but I'm cross that he's offloading the programming work off onto me.

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