Christ, that's a horrible typo.
Co-worker one cube over must have been making a private call. Otherwise the number of times she yawned broadly is beyond the pale. I could see her rear molars every time. Because I couldn't not look. It's like cars keep crashing just three feet over.
Timelies all!
Looks like a quiet weekend here. Tomorrow I have to wrestle the cat into her carrier to bring her to the vet for her annual checkup. Joy.
Oh, my. I'm to be managing a project whose goals include "restore user confidence in the XYZ infrastructure and their support team." I thought that "perform ABC with efficiency" was going to be hard to make 'SMART' (specific, measurable, attainable, realistic and tangible).
Yoinks.
"Joe whines only once a week." "George reduced to tears after 3 weeks, not two." " Users stop using the word
fuck
in their support calls."
I get to have a driving adventure tonight. I'm hoping it isn't where I think it is.
I don't suppose there are/could be surveys, ita? That's pretty much the only way for SMART, I'd think.
So, turns out I'm pretty good at eating an avocado a day after all.
I hate SMART. (And I think I hate our version even more, since it includes "Relevant". Bah.)
My secret anti-intellectualism is the only reason I've survived all these decades of hanging around universities.
I KNEW it! Your secret is out, missy.
Actually, if more goals were measurable and specific, I'd be a happy-assed camper. Because I need to prove I've achieved them, after all. Attainable doesn't hurt, and the other two are just to spell a cute word, AFAIC.
Now, if only I could bitch slap this "project management" software into letting me log time against both projects and sub-projects, I might be delirious with happiness.
Instead of just restless to get the weekend started.