tell me stories

Dobri den’, drugi.

Work has been insane this week. It makes me glad I don’t really work here, or I’d be staying awake nights over this stuff. As it is, I’m already staying awake nights, so I won’t be needing any more of that, thank you.

This morning, I was running even later than usual (this hurts me in my soul, as I am a perpetually early-to-on-time person, and believe it to be extremely inconsiderate to be late). I didn’t make my lunch, and I did the nearly-unthinkable and skipped coffee. I wouldn’t be surprised if Dunn Brothers has put out an APB on me by now. That was kind of a bad idea, because today was all about work acrobatics. Look! I can dangle by one foot from the ceiling while rewriting this entire page! I can do backflips while rebuilding stored procs from memory! Fire me from a cannon! NOW!

Ahem. However! I still like this contract a lot. I realized this yesterday when I got an email from someone who’s recruited me successfully in the past. He was offering up an 8-week gig designing user interfaces and functional requirements. It’s the kind of stuff that pays on the order of what lawyers make, and involves many meetings and no code at all. He asked if he could ‘financially convince’ me to not renew my contract here. And I said no without thinking twice. This is a good setup, and I’m sticking with it. And just this very second, I had a good example why:

In other news, I have come up with yet another way to waste your time, as well as my own! Tell me a story. DO IT.

Bye now.
Jenni