Hurry up and waaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttttt!

It's been the week from hell. Trying to find the information to deliver the information requested by the client is like trying to find the holy grail. What LBM and lil bro don't tell me is that between the two of them ... THEY HAVE THE INFORMATION!!!!! Phuckers, I've been data mining all week, when if they'd shared (and they BOTH knew I was looking for it) I coulda save a whole WHACK of time ... *sigh*

So, the information has to be delivered to the customer tomorrow. I've busted my butt all week compiling and verifying the information and I'm actually pretty please with it. We're in good shape. We have the right information, the right offering and the right pricing ...

Now ... how many times do you think I'll have to redo the work and change it again before LBM finally allows me to deliver THIS information? I've learned, so I'll save everything I've done in a file then make copies. Spend the day messing with the information, changing it 100 times until he finally says I had it right the first time. Then I'll pull out the original files and we'll send it.

That's if he shows up. He buggered off for most of the day today ... I don't know where he was. Which was a good thing all in all. Allowed me to sneak out for a job interview. Nothing will come of it, but it was a good ego boost to make it to that round and discover where some of my old coworkers ended up!

A Dilbert Cartoon would be a promotion ...

I've said it a thousand times, a Dilbert Cartoon would be an improvement over the place I work. Another episode today, typically it would drive me insane ... now it's gone further ... it's driven me TO BLOG!

I refer to my boss as LBM (Lunatic Boss Man) it describes him to a tee. Here's just what happened today ...

So, we have this BIG meeting tomorrow with a relatively new client. We were given direction Friday afternoon (yep, just this past one) on what to do. LBM then books a meeting for 2:30 today to review where we're at, you know so we can work late to get everything done. Ohhhh ... and apparently he's taking the morning off because he'll be working late tonight ...

So, in a pre-emptive strike, I drop the presentation on his desk on my way out last night so I could at least begin to redo it this morning. Man, he doesn't fail to deliver. I get in, my presentation is sitting on my chair with "This SUCKS" on it.

Can I start drinking now?

Rant for today:
DON'T tell me I can't take constructive criticism ... you're NOT constructive, you're MEAN!