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March 8th, 2006


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11:56 am - Strike head against keyboard. Repeat.
This is going to be a lousy day at work.

Remember when I said last week that we'd been temporarily deprived of several days worth of work because an external client was having a system problem? 'course you don't. But I did say it, and now -- finally -- the work is coming in. About ten days of it, all at once. And it's time-sensitive. And the time-sensitivity is independent of the system problem, which means that some of my work is already seventeen days into its 45-day timeframe. 28 days left.

That may sound ample, but it really cuts things very close because the next step in the process is generating a whole bunch of form letters (which represents the rest of my day), mailing them out (which represents a good chunk of tomorrow), and waiting for responses. You'd think that "if we don't hear back from you within two weeks we're taking $2,000 out of your account and giving it to one of your customers" would generate a fast response, but it never does. Half of the letters I've sent out will garner a late reply, and half of those will be unhelpful which means more correspondence which will also be ignored until it's too late and they'll lose the money anyway, so they'll call and complain to somebody -- probably not me (thankfully) -- about how we shouldn't set our deadlines so early, and then we'll tell them that we're following the guidelines set by the Visa and MasterCard regulations and -- can we send them a copy? No, we can't. The regulations prevent us from sharing the regulations with our clients.

It's probably not worth hyperventilating about, but four weeks from now this will be a major headache for me. Expect me to be angry, stressed, surly, and restless. Same old same old.
Current Mood: busyharried
Current Music: Red Red Groovy -- Divergence Of Now

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From:sacredspud
Date:March 9th, 2006 08:44 pm (UTC)

...which reminds me of:

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Igor: You know, I'll never forget my old dad. When these things would happen to him... the things he'd say to me.

Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: What did he say?

Igor: "What the hell are you doing in the bathroom day and night? Why don't you get out of there and give someone else a chance?"
Oh, I think you've seen me stressed, it's just that I'm (usually) good at keeping up appearances, and when I fail I come across as shy and subdued more often than I come across as argumentative.
Strike head against keyboard. Repeat. - Garmonbozia for the soul.

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