I got the job at the City of Port Moody, they will be faxing me an offer today. I'll be CUPE (for my American friends, that would be the Canadian Union of Public Employees) whcih has it's pluses and minuses. I haven't been in a major union since I worked for the pulp mill (I'm not counting the useless union I was part of when working at the cinema).
Once again the fire alarm went off, this time wresting me from the shower as I was getting ready for work. And once again a false alarm. This time it was painters in the lobby setting off the particle sensor while sanding.
Today wasn't so bad after-all. Of course now I'm stuck in the airport for a few hours, but that's why they put bars in airports. Maybe I'll go take a nap by the terminal in a bit.
I'd forgotten what kind of crap these people are used to. *I* know that SharePoint is crap compared to what they could have, but in comparison to the circa 1998 Cold-Fusion based application running on a PII, they don't see not so much as crap but as da shit.
This has to be some kind of record: from waking up at 5:52 to checked-in at the airport and waiting for my flight at 6:28.
The alarm clock didn't go off (my subconscious sending me a less than subtle message about how much I *love* going to Vernon). The flight boards at 6:50. Waking up less than an hour before depature time is *not* recommended. In theory I should have already been here at the point I woke up.
I am busy. Most of what I am busy at is not enjoyable. Most of the reason for this situations is foolish optimism. This is not the first time I've estimated time for a project based in M$ technologies on the mistaken assumption that the shit will actually work as advertised. I should know better.
I got the job at the City of Port Moody, they will be faxing me an offer today. I'll be CUPE (for my American friends, that would be the Canadian Union of Public Employees) whcih has it's pluses and minuses. I haven't been in a major union since I worked for the pulp mill (I'm not counting the useless union I was part of when working at the cinema).
Once again the fire alarm went off, this time wresting me from the shower as I was getting ready for work. And once again a false alarm. This time it was painters in the lobby setting off the particle sensor while sanding.
If I could have all the quarters I blew on this game back...
Tell-tale signs of Hallowe'en:
I am busy. Most of what I am busy at is not enjoyable. Most of the reason for this situations is foolish optimism. This is not the first time I've estimated time for a project based in M$ technologies on the mistaken assumption that the shit will actually work as advertised. I should know better. 