This is pretty much why I never go to the office anymore.
As I may have mentioned, I usually work from home, typically on the front porch.
As I may also have mentioned, we have this lesbian couple living next door to us. They adopted a baby a while back, and for some reason now have a 30ish autistic woman living with them as well*. Typically in the morning I would see her walking back and forth, either reading or talking on the phone or talking to herself or something while she hacked up phlegm.
Over the weekend we threw a party by the pool and invited them, since their adopted child is about the same age as my youngest spawn. As a result of this I was trapped into a brief conversation with the autist.
Unfortunately, now that she knows my name, she feels free to talk to me when she sees me on the porch, since “we know each other”.
* They used to be fostering a 9ish girl, but apparently she was replaced.
The hard drive on my work laptop started having serious issues in late January. As a result, I have been unable to open outlook because some outlook file is corrupted. I put in an order for a new laptop immediately and have been limping along using webmail. I finally received the new laptop yesterday. Got my files moved over to it today. Discovered that IT didn’t install SecureCRT (which I actually need to do my job). Put in a request to get SecureCRT installed (which I can’t do myself because I don’t have admin rights). Received an email saying it will take 10 business days. Meanwhile I’ve got to limp along using Putty, which is a complete piece of shit.
Speaking of waiting, here’s a guy who put on 13 metal cockrings and couldn’t get them off and waited 4 days before calling the fire department (?) and getting them cut off with an angle grinder (!!).
I’m happy with my job, I guess. Not unhappy, at least.
A couple weeks ago the former VP of Sales at a former employer got in touch with me, saying one of his customers needed a guy with my particular set of skills. I spoke to their recruiter today.
Interesting advantages of this company: they’re generally speaking in the “health” industry, so there’s an on-site gym and on-site personal trainer and yoga instructor a couple times a week, plus free fruit and healthy snacks in the lunchroom.
Disadvantages: They’re not really into telecommuting, so I’d have to start putting on pants and going into the office five days a week again.
My plan is to ask for entirely too much money and see what happens. My fear is that they’re going to offer something in between my current salary and what I ask for, so I need to figure out the exact yes/no cash money line.
Saw the new Star Wars movie. In 3D. Drank while watching it. Enjoyed it.
Rode on one of the boats in the Newport Beach Christmas Boat Parade. It was raining part of the time. This was much less exciting than it sounds.
Woke up in the middle of the night with my sinuses on fire.
Helped Mrs. Kapital’s grandfather move from her aunt and uncle’s apartment to a shared apartment in the local retirement village. Not a lot of stuff to move, but did have to deal with the family drama from all sides. His new roommate has a shiba inu.
Sinus issues continued to progress. Began taking medication.
More work. A minor project that I should have been involved with for about 4 hours, 2 months ago, has turned into a raging continuous shitstorm due to vendor dumbassery and now has “executive attention” from all sides.
More sinus issues. More medication. Finally progressed from sinus medication to cough medication, which is good because I have some prescription cough syrup with codeine that is quite lovely.
Just spent 2 hours wrapping presents.
Will try not to flake on Friday Night Video tomorrow.
Work was shitty this week. Shitty I say. Shit. Ty.
On the bright side, I found out this week that Nik Turner is doing a local show in December, so I’ll be going to that.
No Friday night video or other posts because (1) I’ve been working 10-14 hour days this week and expect to work at least 6 hours per day this weekend and (2) my sister in law has come to town and converted my home office into a guest room, leaving me unable to access my desktop computer.
OK, so I just got done reading this: The B**** manager from hell.
Half of my annoyance is with the evil manager, the other half with the guy writing the story who, despite all warnings, continues to give a shit. At the end he appears to have documented things properly, however at several points in the story I’m almost punching the monitor screaming DUDE WHAT ARE YOU DOING SEND A FUCKING EMAIL TO EVERYONE DOCUMENTING THIS SHIT FUCK.
BTW, in case anyone is not aware of this fact, corporate IT sucks. Primarily because, at the end of the day, no matter what you do, you are on the “expense” side of the ledger. You are a utility; a necessary expense which only gets attention when shit does not work.
As a nice palate cleanser, here is an entirely different reddit thread which is not safe for work and makes me feel funny in my pants.
One of my employers is a vegetarian and we enjoy some of the same cuisines. We were going to go to a movie together, as part of the holiday season, and most of the team couldn’t make it…and another engineer backed out at the last moment. With just the two of us left (the two with the least interest in mainstream films) we opted to go to an Indian or Indian fusion or something cafe instead.
I’d eaten there once before and had a sort of Indian curry burrito that tasted exactly like Indian curry in a tortilla. I looked up the address again, to verify if a rumor was true, and found it had been closed. So I looked up a Vegan cafe in the area, found one, also out of business.
Eventually I found a “tea house” that served vegan lunches and was “open to the public”. I called and confirmed the location, inside a bed and breakfast, and we drove over there. We parked in the snow of the unkempt parking lot, and walked to the back door. The back door was just beyond a large sign reading “ENTRANCE” and it was also locked. We walked around to the front, the snowy sidewalks untouched after the snowfall, and found the front door. We stood under an awning at this optional locked door. There was a note to call if the door was so.
“I called earlier about the tea house” … “the front and rear doors are locked, we are at the front door now.”
The same woman had answered, “Oh, we aren’t open on Thursdays anymore.”
Why didn’t she tell me this when I called her the first time?
We talked in the car as we drove by places that were closed for the holiday, and then I just drove to the city adjacent to ours and sat down at a family Thai restaurant. I started with feeling adventurous, but in the end I got what I really wanted, minus adventure.