Poor you, Sue!

Right now at work, if it isn't noro taking people out it is flu-turning-into-bronchitis. I made a point of telling my officemate that my absence was due to nothing contagious.

That sounds awful, Sue! Get away from her, virus!

Ooh, flaming sushi! Where is this wonder found, Suzi?

flu-turning-into-bronchitis

Would you look at that? I'm a trend-setter. I had that WEEKS before your people.

flu-turning-into-bronchitis.

Raises hand.

Yep. Or you were Patient Zero...

Ha! Don't accuse me of not bringing anything back from Paris for anyone... though if you want to get technical, the little one was Patient Zero. Four-year olds are snotty.

Where is this wonder found, Suzi?

Tataki South in SF. It was a nummy spicy roll, don't ask what was in it, I don't recall. But they set the corner of the platter on fire. FIRE!

My old office is depressing. The new cubicles are horrible and while it is supposed to be "open office" it feels like a worse cube farm than before. I have a new appreciation for our new cubes in Denver.

There was a kid at the supermarket yesterday running up to people to cough on them before running back to mom. He was making a beeline towards Hubby, who told him he would be happy to share bio-fluids with him, but in a more salty manner. Mom wanted Hubby thrown out of the store. Unfortunately for her, we've known the management of that store for 20 years, and they were no more thrilled at having a little disease vector running around than Hubby was. Mom was escalating to demanding cops to deal with "that horrible man who threatened my child", and Hubby said he'd be happy to pull in the CDC and CPS, because she obviously had no issue with spreading a disease and child protective services might have issues with how she's treating her kid. All store management did was casually suggest Hubby find more diplomatic ways to express his pique.

I just got the developer who was chapping my ass to admit she has had no idea what she's doing on project X for about a month now, that's why she's freaking out at me.

Now, she has been given output she needs to generate and the variable conditions in which it would be. Her problem seems to be that the requirements are too specific, so she wants wiggle room so it's okay when she doesn't meet them.

Fuck that. She wants a word doc, she's got a word doc. And it says "generate the HTML that guy is giving you. Please." I know everyone at her location probably hates me by now, and thinks I'm crap at my job, but I am willing to push her as much as is required for her to say "I can't" or the even more dulcet "I don't want to." Because this stage in the middle where nothing gets done but it can't be assigned to someone else is killing my deliverables.

One of the things I put in my self eval willingly was to mark myself low on delivery because my projects were not being completed in a timely fashion because there is a lack of infrastructure to deliver solutions. Even though I'm miffed I marked myself down on communication, I'll take that other hit, especially in a document that counts as a permanent record.

I haven't had my meeting where they discuss my raise (cost of living, if that) and bonus (100% of possible???) but I did get the numbers, at least.

Now I have to write a presentation on project management and use case documentation for executives. I wanted to have all cutesy punchy terms, but I'll be damned if I can describe all the important PM components in words ending in -ate (starting off with "communicate, mitigate, estimate" was heady, but ultimately unsupportable).

Ah, well.