Why the weather doesn't bother me
In which I am remarkably unbothered
“Ohh, isn’t it awful weather lately?” people keep saying. “It feels like it’s winter already.”
A homage to loading screens.
In which I am remarkably unbothered
“Ohh, isn’t it awful weather lately?” people keep saying. “It feels like it’s winter already.”
In which there is a howling blast
Room 3B (the IT Office) lies deep inside the building. We never get fresh air, and there’s never any sign what time of day it is outside, or what the weather’s doing. Rain, sun, snow, whatever, nothing ever reaches Room 3B.
In which things are going downhill
Work is not good at the moment. We are supposed to be doing impossible things, in tiny amounts of time. Our contractors are getting angrier, and our management is refusing to manage. We’re sending warnings upwards, about things that don’t work, things that we don’t know work, and things that haven’t even been tried; the management isn’t listening, so later they can claim they didn’t even know. Our department is becoming less and less popular by the minute, because of the black hole it’s creating. The work is leaving me lightheaded, tired, and listless. Then again, that could equally be explained by the bad ventilation in the office.*
Or, still getting hot and sticky
It’s that Friday post again…