Journal TechnoLust's Journal: What a day at work... then dinner with MM (hottub girl) 8
Fast forward to today. I was going to cook for her tonight. I had to be at work at 7:30 as usual. My boss promised the PM that we'd be using the new shipping program on the warehouse shipments by the end of this week. I had most of my stuff coded, but I needed some information from her, because she's writing an AS/400 program, and I'm going to call it from my servlet. So, I needed the name of it, and we needed to test it. She gave me the name of it about 9:00 this morning. And she told the shippinh guys to start using the system. So, at this point, I'm trying to hurry and get the program call coded in and compiled and uploaded to the server before they fill up a truck and do the release. So about 11:00 I'm realizing I'm probably hungry, but too busy to realize it. I grab a "mini-butterfinger" off the HR Admin Assit's desk (she keeps candy around) and tell her it looks like I won't be getting lunch anytime soon. About 6:30pm I've been there 11 hours straight with no breaks and no lunch. At this point, I'm so hungry I'm almost sick.
I called MM and asked if she wanted to go out to dinner. She said yes that would be good, but she was riding with a friend, but did I mind if the friend came too. I said of course not. So we went to a mexican place, and she introduced me to her friend.
Her friend was very cute, and was quiet at first, but she soon opened up. She started with the passive flirting, fishing for compliments: "I think this shirt makes me look small up top." "I put these higlights in my hair, but I don't know if I like them." etc. She wanted me to tell her she was cute. She was, and I was going to tell her, but not yet.
MM mentioned the hot tub to her, and I could see she was interested, but she said she didn't have a bathing suit. MM said, "And we're not skinny dipping..." before I could say anything. So I think they were going to go to Knoxville instead to see a friend. I picked up dinner, because they shared a plate and the whole tab was only $20. Cassie (That's the friend. I didn't catch her last name.) thanked me and pulled her car around beside my car to talk with me some more. I finally worked a compliment in there and said she was cute, which was funny, because I caught her off guard and it almost embarassed her. She was fun, but she wasn't CR. I could be friends with her, but it wouldn't go further than that. I'll still have to cook dinner for MM, so maybe Cassie will come with her that night. It's just as easy to cook for 3 as it is for 2. Anyway, I'm going to bed. I'm sure there are more problems waiting on me for the moning when I get to work.
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In a word: Yes (Score:2)
Heh, yeah... I have found when I do a coding marathon and the next day after it goes into uat/production/whatever shit hits the fan, even if my code is flawless (which hey, I have written the odd line of code which was just that)
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Yeah, it's those even lines of code that will stab you in the back when you're not looking.
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In January, I was bringing a system into production. The project was over budget, late and the users gave me a whole new list of requirements a week prior. So, I pulled a 46-hour marathon. Looking at some of the code, I don't think there is a single sane comment in that source code.
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oh my god i'm going to die here, what's that? what is that little elf like creature!
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i keep talking to myself, huh? what? i mean
who am i talking to?
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this function returns false if, um, if the nervous twitch is caused by lack of sleep, true if caused by lack of food
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I've done a few of these marathons, haven't done one in a few years, thankfully! There's nothing quite like writing furious code and watching the sun rise, while you are still at the freekin off
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