Holiday's Over

I just checked my work email.

I'm glad I did.

The Science Project has reared its ugly head again (after I spent many, many OT hours on it) and the analyst has said that the data isn't right. He sent this to me on Thursday, saying it couldn't wait until my return and that he would do it himself.

Fireman Fred will be off this week, but Boy Wonder (the product manager of The Science Project) will be. I expect him to jump up and down a lot.

This is enough to make me take "Hard Times" and chuck it into the trash can. I don't need any more triggers than I've already got popping off right now, thank you.

There was also a note from Fred that the guy on The Project of Doom is gone. I don't know if that means he gave two weeks notice or if he was marched out of the building.

What I do know is that it leaves The Project of Doom without a project manager and since I seem to be giving little satisfaction on, um, just about anything these days, would not be surprised to find myself assigned to it.

Nobody lasts more than a year on the Project of Doom. Which means I should start looking for a job. Like, this week.

Crap.