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And the day started so nicely, too.
My hot potato soup (be careful, they warned me - it was really hot - and it was) is now cold potato soup, with 3/5 or so of it untouched.
I love work. Really I do. I love being dragged out of my office, in the middle of my lunch, so I can stand around and listen to a supervisor pontificate at length about something someone else is working on, and make me be there so I can make decisions about whether or not to take his "advice". But who doesn't listen when I make those decisions, even if they are "yes", but goes on repeating himself.
Then the tester gets into the act, coming into my office less than a minute after I get out of that, and saying she's concerned that we're giving the poor guy working on it mixed signals (mind you, she wasn't even in the previous conversation, she was in the two before it, that I wasn't involved in), because my boss told him not to use the stuff from the other project, that it's awful, and he (my boss) had lots of good ideas, and... So I say, I didn't realize he felt that strongly about it, I'll talk to him and make sure we take it into account.
She goes on about it. For ages. Repeating herself. A lot. For gods' sakes, shut the hell up and get out of my office! You said it. I said I'd talk to him. I said I'd deal with it. And M. is not getting mixed signals; he's getting very firm ones, they just may be wrong, but I already said I would talk to my boss, which I can't do while you're sitting here scolding me, GOT IT?
Jeeeez. I value her opinion, I respect her knowledge, but her listening ability could really use some work.
Then I go talk to my boss and say I hear he had some pretty firm opinions and I'd like to hear what they are so I can make sure we take them into account and work with them.
He says he shouldn't have any opinions anyway, because he's only supposed to work on new products, and this is an old product.
He sits on that when I say I want his opinion, etc., etc.
I did eventually get them, and they are good ideas, and I'm still having M. take the old code first, because I believe it can be easily developed from that in phases.
Meanwhile, there are days that I really hate working in this office, with these people, and this is one of them. And the day started so well. It's pretty. It's rainy. Physically I'm feeling very good.
I just want to go home, now, and hide, though. Before someone else gripes at me to do something I've already agreed to do, and can't very well actually do while they're in my office being snippish. Before someone else decides that just because they're upset or depressed about something, they can't address or deal with a related situation. Gods. If I did that, I wouldn't get any code written or things organized some days, with the way people in this office act!
I'd also like to go home before I starve. $2 for soup isn't bad, but it's a lot better if you actually get to eat it, and this container is not microwave safe, and all of mine that are, are at home. *sighs* I'll get a sandwich in a bit. The cookies were good. The soup was only okay, actually; they didn't cost me a really excellent soup. But it's annoying. Oh, well.
Now, speaking of not letting moods stop work, I'm going to get back to mine, I think. Though I did sort the whole issue out and get M. firm instructions that take into account my boss's ideas, before coming here to grouch. (Oddly enough, they start out exactly as the original set did. Imagine that. Work can be done in stages, folks.... And the old version of this product is a great starting point for my boss's vision.)
Feh.
I love work. Really I do. I love being dragged out of my office, in the middle of my lunch, so I can stand around and listen to a supervisor pontificate at length about something someone else is working on, and make me be there so I can make decisions about whether or not to take his "advice". But who doesn't listen when I make those decisions, even if they are "yes", but goes on repeating himself.
Then the tester gets into the act, coming into my office less than a minute after I get out of that, and saying she's concerned that we're giving the poor guy working on it mixed signals (mind you, she wasn't even in the previous conversation, she was in the two before it, that I wasn't involved in), because my boss told him not to use the stuff from the other project, that it's awful, and he (my boss) had lots of good ideas, and... So I say, I didn't realize he felt that strongly about it, I'll talk to him and make sure we take it into account.
She goes on about it. For ages. Repeating herself. A lot. For gods' sakes, shut the hell up and get out of my office! You said it. I said I'd talk to him. I said I'd deal with it. And M. is not getting mixed signals; he's getting very firm ones, they just may be wrong, but I already said I would talk to my boss, which I can't do while you're sitting here scolding me, GOT IT?
Jeeeez. I value her opinion, I respect her knowledge, but her listening ability could really use some work.
Then I go talk to my boss and say I hear he had some pretty firm opinions and I'd like to hear what they are so I can make sure we take them into account and work with them.
He says he shouldn't have any opinions anyway, because he's only supposed to work on new products, and this is an old product.
He sits on that when I say I want his opinion, etc., etc.
I did eventually get them, and they are good ideas, and I'm still having M. take the old code first, because I believe it can be easily developed from that in phases.
Meanwhile, there are days that I really hate working in this office, with these people, and this is one of them. And the day started so well. It's pretty. It's rainy. Physically I'm feeling very good.
I just want to go home, now, and hide, though. Before someone else gripes at me to do something I've already agreed to do, and can't very well actually do while they're in my office being snippish. Before someone else decides that just because they're upset or depressed about something, they can't address or deal with a related situation. Gods. If I did that, I wouldn't get any code written or things organized some days, with the way people in this office act!
I'd also like to go home before I starve. $2 for soup isn't bad, but it's a lot better if you actually get to eat it, and this container is not microwave safe, and all of mine that are, are at home. *sighs* I'll get a sandwich in a bit. The cookies were good. The soup was only okay, actually; they didn't cost me a really excellent soup. But it's annoying. Oh, well.
Now, speaking of not letting moods stop work, I'm going to get back to mine, I think. Though I did sort the whole issue out and get M. firm instructions that take into account my boss's ideas, before coming here to grouch. (Oddly enough, they start out exactly as the original set did. Imagine that. Work can be done in stages, folks.... And the old version of this product is a great starting point for my boss's vision.)
Feh.