If you mailed in your bigass document, then I say yes it's time to go home.
The first draft was 77 pages! Which I guess doesn't seem like a lot? I don't even know anymore.
Anyway, the problem with going home early is that I would have to get up and walk to the subway. I'll have to get up eventually, but I'm trying to put it off for as long as possible.
Or it might be a good time to move while you still have a job and income on paper?
I don't know if I want to take the hit in moving costs right now, though.
I need to step away from latimes.com. It always makes apartments seem so much more attractive than in real life.
Please send a rescue squad. Someone's inviting me to be catty and I just don't want to. That's a cry for help, isn't it?
The first draft was 77 pages! Which I guess doesn't seem like a lot?
My professional opinion is that it's definitely a lot.
The first draft was 77 pages! Which I guess doesn't seem like a lot?
Yes, that is a lot. If one of my writers sent me a 77 page document to edit, I would stare unbelievingly at the monitor. But that's because I'm not lucky enough to have shrift as one of my writers. No, my writers are people I want to smack on the nose with the style guide.
Every so often, when I'm stuck in horrible work meetings, I fantasize about what my job would be like if I had ita as a project manager, shrift as a writer, and Plei as the content build queen. Then I sigh wistfully, because I know my team, while pretty awesome, will never be
that
awesome.
I am aware of all internet traditions (with dirty language).
Perhaps the best cake ever. I mean, come on. Just the mottling alone!
My professional opinion is that it's definitely a lot.
Oh, good. And that didn't even include a bunch of stuff that I need to add later.
And no leaving early. Now have project I must finish by Friday afternoon in order to get full bonus.
Money money money.
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I fantasize about what my job would be like if I had ita as a project manager, shrift as a writer, and Plei as the content build queen
That's so sweet! Sometimes I fantasize about what my job would be like if I had people on it who'd do their jobs, but I need to stop dreaming small, and dream Buffista. (Can you imagine I was made to look bad in front of my boss because a co-worker didn't collect
his
requirements because I had only asked him to do it?)
I fantasize about what my job would be like
I, in turn, fantasize about what your documentation would be like. A little judiciously distributed buffistaness might solve the RTFM problem outright.
Perhaps the best cake ever.
Damn. DAMN. I was all set for, "surely it's not as cool as the TARDIS cake I saw t'other day", but... damn.
(Can you imagine I was made to look bad in front of my boss because a co-worker didn't collect his requirements because I had only asked him to do it?)
I ... wow. I would have taken the co-worker aside for a Very Icy Talk afterward.