Tired. Haven’t forgotten about here, but the work week got hairy (sample dialog):
Me, to uberBoss (director): “T–, if you need to ask me about anything today, please preface the question with what program it’s about, otherwise, you may not get the right answer.”
uberBoss: “How many do you have going today?”
Me: “Four, but it’s only 9 am. I’m going back up to my desk to open up a 5th project needing my attention.”
uberBoss just laughed at that…
That was Wednesday. Thursday was looking better until about 4:15 pm, when I was asked to pull off the impossible by one of our customers. Thanks to the magic of cell phones and some skilled negotiations by our sales guy, we had turned impossible into merely improbable by a bit after 6 pm. Then, Friday morning, the customer changed what they wanted. Twice. With just enough lag time that we’d started on the initial request when the first change hit, and then enough time between the changes to have started on the first change when the second change came down. But the parts were done on time.
Our department’s unofficial motto is “Difficult projects today. Impossible projects tomorrow.”
This morning, I frightened the hell out of my massage therapist, who was reasonably sure she’d never encountered someone as bound up as I was. All tension. Thanks to her rather aggressive ministrations, I’m much better now.
The trip report will continue, I just have to get a few more moments of coherence than I have available right now.