The answer would be...me!!!!!!!!!!
I get 3 to choose from, and after a long discussion with the geeks at my client site, I know which one I want (even though it won't fit under a plane seat - they were like "dude, major RAM upgrade!" - I was like, "um, ok").
And demonstrating my company's complete illiteracy of technology, my manager, in response to his manger's manager's email asking why he didn't respond back to my email asking for help last week with my laptop, sent an email, repeat, SENT AN EMAIL, saying his email has been down and he hadn't got my email.
He can send, but not receive, email? What, he switched to a guy exchange server? Can send but not receive?
On a total random side note, check out this book the canterbury trail. I've only read excerpts, but it's really good. I've heard from a friend that the bone cage is great too.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
looking for nemo? I found him...at my customer site
Today my customer received a shipment of toy helicopters from china. They are moving offices but since they are a tactical team they will move last. The building we are in is deserted, meaning, of course, a perfect place to fly remote control helicopters. The group of guys I'm training took great pleasure in buzzing the choppers over my head as I was trying to work.
Yes, everyone I work with is over 30.
To avoid the chaos and try to keep training on track I moved everyone to the board room (or, they call it the "bored room" when I'm in there with them).
A knock at the door. I opened it expecting to be kicked out by the chief guy because it's his room. Instead a rather large helium filled Nemo floated over my head and into the air space above the conference room table.
Needless to say order broke down. I retreated to an office to write sql statements. For the most part I could successfully ignore the crashes when a helicopter hit the window. I was not allowed to try to fly one of the helicopters or the remote controlled fish because I'm a woman and "women can't drive".
The nemo balloon is called an air swimmer. It's on youtube, funny video link here. I'm seriously considering buying the shark.
Yes, everyone I work with is over 30.
To avoid the chaos and try to keep training on track I moved everyone to the board room (or, they call it the "bored room" when I'm in there with them).
A knock at the door. I opened it expecting to be kicked out by the chief guy because it's his room. Instead a rather large helium filled Nemo floated over my head and into the air space above the conference room table.
Needless to say order broke down. I retreated to an office to write sql statements. For the most part I could successfully ignore the crashes when a helicopter hit the window. I was not allowed to try to fly one of the helicopters or the remote controlled fish because I'm a woman and "women can't drive".
The nemo balloon is called an air swimmer. It's on youtube, funny video link here. I'm seriously considering buying the shark.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
manuscript update
On Friday night I finally got off my ass and sent an email to the agent that asked to read my manuscript at the end of July. I haven't heard from him and it's been a few months...
I should have contacted him a long time ago. I received an almost immediate response from him saying he never received my manuscript. I emailed it to him again this morning. He promised to get back to me within 10 working days and said he was excited to read it.
Fingers crossed...
I should have contacted him a long time ago. I received an almost immediate response from him saying he never received my manuscript. I emailed it to him again this morning. He promised to get back to me within 10 working days and said he was excited to read it.
Fingers crossed...
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