Victory … almost
I am printing out the final proof of the paper right now. One last skim for screwed-up page jumps and whatnot, and I will be able to start making PDFs probably by 3 p.m. Which means I will have a normal workday and can leave at a reasonable hour. Woo hoo!!! (Update: Fuck! PostScript error 8133!!!! Gaah!)
My review is tomorrow at 9 a.m. I am NOT looking forward to this. Reviews fall under the category of “useless bullshit,” right up there with resumes and job interviews. They are simply requirements that managers must fulfill, and rarely have I walked away from one with any shred of dignity. I am accustomed, though, to being held to a higher standard than most of my colleagues, so I am also accustomed to anticipating hearing crap about the five things I might have done over the course of a year that might have irritated someone. Oh well. Just give me my 2 percent raise, and nobody gets hurt!
Somebody just brought a group on a tour through the Veggie Patch. I felt like a zoo animal as everyone admired me and moved on. I haven’t eaten … can’t somebody have thrown me a peanut? Or at least a Prozac? 😀