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electriclandOn Friday my boss came in and said "No links. That is my decision and my decision is final."
I argued, of course, but in vain. Colleagues sat on the other side of the divider thinking "should we say something?" but on the whole best that they didn't. He left, there was a continued silence, and then a tentative "Robin...? Do you need a hug?"
It's not all bad. He is not 100% against links, just against links being added in a random and unprincipled fashion. On![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
raithen's advice, I will bend my energies to principled and rational links instead. I'm still a bit irked, but it won't hurt the site particularly -- the links he objected to were going to be helpful but not essential. We publish to the dev site on Monday. Can't believe it's nearly done!
Thencrankygrrl called to see if I wanted to go to a movie, and I left work and got to University Ave. and saw the street in front of what I thought was Mount Sinai but was, in fact, the insurance building on the next block absolutely FULL of fire trucks and ambulances -- it was the response to the fallen elevator. Scary. CityPulse cameraman told me what was going on and assured me nobody was dead. Walked down to the Paramount. Cranky and I saw Tristan + Isolde, which I liked but had a hard time getting all the way into because I kept thinking "Dude! Rufus Sewell! Stick with him! He's yummy!" Which probably only goes to show that I am more than 10 years older than Isolde, but made it harder to feel really stricken by the tragedy of it all -- the two lovers were behaving so badly. Somehow one never gets to hear about the Great Lovers of History that got married, had 10 kids, and lived to a ripe old age, which is a shame, I think. And then we went and had drinks and argued about the new Pride & Prejudice movie, and I really am going to post about why I hate it so, even though it makes me feel curmudgeonly.
Yesterday: coffee at Jet Fuel, all-day breakfast at aunt and uncle's, spent the afternoon shoving sound insulation into Jen's ceiling. Quite satisfying because I could actually see progress, and I used up one whole bale of Safe 'n' Sound and started on another. Except that fragments kept falling on my face, which was itchy. (The Punkin Chunkin contest came up at one point, although I didn't remember the name -- must send that link out.) Dinner again at aunt and uncle's, worked on a 2000-piece jigsaw puzzle which looks as though it will take some time, drinks and dessert with Jen and Cranky and S (I believemonkeycommando was babysitting stayed home with the baby -- really, I should know better). (ETA: and then I went home, after calling 911 on an unpleasant man who was hassling his girlfriend on Queen St. He called me a loser. Wow, does that ever smart. She got on the streetcar and it was all anticlimactic, fortunately, but she thanked me for asking if she needed help so I feel it was Not In Vain. Forgot to post that for some reason.)
Today: brunch with family, then came home and spent most of the day in the bath (what can I say, it's grim and rainy out and I had a bunch of Bath Ballistics to try) turning into a prune and reading an Emma Lathen that Jen had bought (set at the Lake Placid Olympics, and I'm getting better at spotting whodunnit) and also Rite of Conquest by Judith Tarr, which I really enjoyed.
I should go throw some stuff out.
I argued, of course, but in vain. Colleagues sat on the other side of the divider thinking "should we say something?" but on the whole best that they didn't. He left, there was a continued silence, and then a tentative "Robin...? Do you need a hug?"
It's not all bad. He is not 100% against links, just against links being added in a random and unprincipled fashion. On
raithen's advice, I will bend my energies to principled and rational links instead. I'm still a bit irked, but it won't hurt the site particularly -- the links he objected to were going to be helpful but not essential. We publish to the dev site on Monday. Can't believe it's nearly done!Then
crankygrrl called to see if I wanted to go to a movie, and I left work and got to University Ave. and saw the street in front of what I thought was Mount Sinai but was, in fact, the insurance building on the next block absolutely FULL of fire trucks and ambulances -- it was the response to the fallen elevator. Scary. CityPulse cameraman told me what was going on and assured me nobody was dead. Walked down to the Paramount. Cranky and I saw Tristan + Isolde, which I liked but had a hard time getting all the way into because I kept thinking "Dude! Rufus Sewell! Stick with him! He's yummy!" Which probably only goes to show that I am more than 10 years older than Isolde, but made it harder to feel really stricken by the tragedy of it all -- the two lovers were behaving so badly. Somehow one never gets to hear about the Great Lovers of History that got married, had 10 kids, and lived to a ripe old age, which is a shame, I think. And then we went and had drinks and argued about the new Pride & Prejudice movie, and I really am going to post about why I hate it so, even though it makes me feel curmudgeonly.Yesterday: coffee at Jet Fuel, all-day breakfast at aunt and uncle's, spent the afternoon shoving sound insulation into Jen's ceiling. Quite satisfying because I could actually see progress, and I used up one whole bale of Safe 'n' Sound and started on another. Except that fragments kept falling on my face, which was itchy. (The Punkin Chunkin contest came up at one point, although I didn't remember the name -- must send that link out.) Dinner again at aunt and uncle's, worked on a 2000-piece jigsaw puzzle which looks as though it will take some time, drinks and dessert with Jen and Cranky and S (I believe
monkeycommando Today: brunch with family, then came home and spent most of the day in the bath (what can I say, it's grim and rainy out and I had a bunch of Bath Ballistics to try) turning into a prune and reading an Emma Lathen that Jen had bought (set at the Lake Placid Olympics, and I'm getting better at spotting whodunnit) and also Rite of Conquest by Judith Tarr, which I really enjoyed.
I should go throw some stuff out.
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Date: 2006-01-30 12:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-30 01:27 am (UTC)I think he might perhaps suspect something.
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Date: 2006-01-30 01:57 am (UTC)I love it.
Also, disagreeing with bosses who are wrong is hard. Much huggage :)
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Date: 2006-01-30 04:27 am (UTC)Thanks for the huggage. It's actually a fairly novel experience for me, and no doubt an excellent learning opportunity. But it's still uncomfortable (I don't like disagreeing with ANYBODY, honestly).
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Date: 2006-01-30 04:33 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-01-30 07:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-30 02:13 pm (UTC)"I believe monkeycommando was babysitting ..."
When a parent does it, I believe it's just parenting.
It's not like I got paid,
or invited my boyfriend over for a clandestine makeout session.
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Date: 2006-01-30 03:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-30 03:06 pm (UTC)