Friday, February 13, 2004

Holy Flying F*ck

Well, that was a day I'd rather forget. Apparently Client Two ran part of our system last night and one report fell over with a really obvious and stupid error. Apparently in front of one of their bigwigs. I got bollocked. Our project manager, was well within his rights to haul my arse over the coals, but he didn't. I've got two theorys on this;

1. he thinks that a quiet word will be more effective.
2. He don't care becaue I'm going to get fired.

Not good, because I'm thinking the latter.

We finaly got data from Client Five, Not 700 MB, more like 8 GB. I've left the database restoring overnight because I'm not going to pull an all nighter watching a blue bar crawl accross a screen.

Six's problems are a lot more complicated than I thought, I might have to stay home on the weekend and sort them out. On Sunday Of course, because tomorrow is St Clinton-Birthdays-Halmark days, who on the 15th will be selling easter cards.

Never had a chance to cal the bank during the day with so much kicking off and a lot of the male population of Manchester will be in trouble tomorrow. The City and United Cup tie on Valentines day ? I can hear the divorce lawyers rubbing their hands with glee from here.




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