Weasel Of Doom

Not sure how long the game will go, so here’s a short post, just in case we won’t get home until after midnight….

Well, so far this week is sucking. Every night for the past week, Squeeker has been waking up and screaming at two-hour intervals. I am drinking two pots of coffee a day at work (8 cups) just to keep my eyes open. He is still congested, but thankfully he does not have a fever anymore.

I had a very very frustrating meeting at work on Tuesday. The kind of frustrating that makes you want to quit. I hate it when people treat you nice in person-to-person conversations but screw you over in work situations. I also hate it when people use words like “best practices,” “work flow,” and “understanding the process” when the process in question involves only two people. And for the last time, our problem is not the process, it’s the fact that nobody gives a damn and wants to give us information.

Today I spent over an hour trying to convince my boss that the best way to be proactive is to ask people what they want, instead of suggesting the many ways in which they can do their jobs better. I wish I was sure he got the message.

BelovedSpouse is putting the kids in the car, so I better finish this. Coming tomorrow: Changing (car) light bulbs for dummies :-)