April 01, 2008

Grind, grind, screech

Grinding through the projects at home, I feel like I'm moving through a weird time distortion, everything going at half speed. I put my head down at 5:00 to do some soldering and look up to find it's 7:30. Damn!

So I did accounting in short order (much faster than expected, for a switch) and more this and that. Turns out one of my switches is the wrong kind, so I ordered more. I can still go back to debugging the tesla, though, just without that mode switch; only I have to do taxes, the LoTV board meeting, the Flipside meeting, and welding class. I'm thinking... not this weekend.

Yesterday at work, I had an interaction with a manger-type person who has authority over my project, but who in fact is only very peripherally involved in my aspect of it. And who makes decisions using a completely different criteria than I use, as best I can tell, and who I absolutely can not talk to -- it is like talking to an alien, a bug, a cockroach. Whenever he touches my project, I feel like he makes it suck more; and in no wise have I ever felt like what I was saying makes any difference at all. He asks me only for the form of it, but has already made up his mind; I always feel ambushed and abused afterwards, though he is unfailingly polite. It's like he walks into the project randomly, jerking the steering wheel and aiming me in a direction that feels wrong.

I hate it, and I get far too upset when trying to talk with him.

Posted by Edwin at April 1, 2008 03:22 PM
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