March 27, 2006

  • Ralph (my boss) put me in total control this weekend, where I'm making everyone work saturday (today) and sunday, for rolling out a software update next week and we have to finish all the preliminary testing, run a model through for 24 hours, make any final debugs.  In normal-speak, it means we're making sure this shit works.


    Yes, bitches, moans and complaints from everyone in my department but you know what?  All I have to do is order pizza, and bring bottles of vodka, scotch, and two 30-packs of Bud Light and looky here--  I got a bunch of happy campers partying it up in the office.  It doesn't take much to make these guys happy.


    Well, all except for the department-nominated square that I've named "Cletus", and would probably tattle-tale on us because one of us is going to drink a little too much at work (most likely me) and hurt his feelings for being well..... a square.  And for the funny name I gave him.  I would fire this guy when I still have the chance, but you know what?  He'll be the only sober guy that will get this project finished on time.  Yeah, don't count on the rest of us to do anything productive, except for tearing up half the office--- I got money down that if me and the Jason, the program-analyst (and former Army Ranger) start wrestling we're going to destroy all the cubicle walls in the cube farm.


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    Pros:  Why go to a bar when you can get hammered in the office on a weekend?


    Cons:  No grab-ass-tic potentials involved-- its a freaking sausagefest with a bunch of IT geeks, and one very unattractive programmer chick with glasses thick enough to deflect bullets.  Boo!


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    Oh heh heh heh, who knew one of the top clubs in Baltimore is right across the street from my office?  So what did I do saturday night after working late?  Hit the club for friend's birthday party.  Get smashed, wasted, gone, and bye bye.


    Good thing I still have my employee ID with me, so I could open my office back up and pass out underneath my desk.


    Two of my guys were smashed during the afternoon already on saturday, halting our expedited weekend working habits.  We had to move them to the break room couches and let them pass out for the rest of the day.  This, being only like 2:00 in the afternoon.  See, the things I do to make people happy.

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