The high point of my day, at work, was getting yelled at by an “architect” who is basically an engineer who is at the same level as my manager. He gets to decide what we do next year, IF we do something next year. Well, I should say, if I do anything next year because I’m not sure anyone else got yelled at today.
WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING FOR THE PAST TWO WEEKS?
Well, in all honesty, I’ve been doing what I’ve been asked to do, when I haven’t been so depressed about the crap I’m being forced to do. The “architect” wanted me to do certain things and my manager (the guy who writes my performance review) wanted me do do other things. Things that didn’t make sense, but my manager is my manager and really should be the one telling me what I need to do from day-to-day.
Not only that, but I was having a hard time with the transition from, “Linux development,” to, “Windows torture.” I mean even compiling programs downloaded off the intarweb required lots of right-clicking on random things to set this and that. And running the compiled programs required copying libraries around. Holy crap, what a pain in the ass. I never got to the point of writing my own programs because of that and other things I was assigned to do, and I got yelled at. I even got an email from “the architect” telling me that I was no longer useful to him. Basically, it was an email that said, YOU FAIL.
Earlier in the day I was reading the final email from the woman I went out with earlier this year. Two whole dates. She told me,
You’re cute and you’re funny, but you seem really young — nothing wrong with that, but I feel kind of old at this point, and I don’t want to date anyone who feels much younger than me.
She’s telling me I’m immature, right? I told her early on that the best rejections were short and sweet. I don’t need people telling me what’s wrong with me. It’s not like I’m going to change.
I’m feeling really good about myself right now. How about you?
I don’t think a rejection from someone you dated twice counts as a rejection.
And who wants to date someone who feels old?
I read your sister’s blog and every so often I ignore her warnings about clicking on your head.
Reading your page of posts today, I was struck by the parallels between your current life situation and mine. I lost my mother earlier this year to cancer, and I’m adrift at work, as the company looks like it will be ‘de-emphasizing’ the projects I’ve been working on for the last three years. For that matter, I work closely with someone I refer to as D&G (Doom and Gloom).
Hmmm, I guess that was too much information – and none of it was helpful! To make a short story long, I just wanted you to know that you’re not alone, and that I hope things start looking up for you. Maybe it’s time for both of us to dust off our resumes and seek out more challenging (and rewarding) work. And I hope you get some R&R and a fresh perspective from your trip to Japan.
Thinking of you,
AB
She didn’t tell you that you are immature, she told you that she is decrepit.
When I think of younger/immature, I think of the guy living like he did in college (video games out, Pamela Anderson pic on the fridge–or ugh, elsewhere–, no desire to maintain clean home–esp. bathroom) and he doesn’t sound like you. Forget her and the architect.
Seriously, I hope you do feel good about yourself.
i think its a point to be taken. i read through your blog there seem to be a common theme of “wowees” me