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Oops, that meeting...
Jul. 17th, 2012 01:38 pmSo last week there was a terribly boring meeting that we all had to attend. It's the six-monthly update from the director of our section of IT where he tells us about resourcing, budgets, audit compliance, department vision (for the day) and other stuff that's going on.
Most of us zoned out. I stayed with it through audit compliance and then spent forty-five minutes plotting fic in my head so that I'd at least have my eyes open and look kind of attentive.
I do remember hearing something about porting and portals and portlets. The porting stuff is irrelevant for at least a year and the portals/portlets was, we thought, completely irrelevant for all time because the web team never lets us play with that kind of cool stuff.
Except the business just decided that Project Doom needs a portal. As in, decided yesterday. And it's going to be M and I implementing it.
Guess I should have paid attention to that meeting after all...
My Annie-cat was, apparently, horribly lonely and unhappy last night. She told Mum and I about it all night, alternating which bedroom door she wailed outside of, and thus today is a Drink All The Coffee! kind of day.
Most of us zoned out. I stayed with it through audit compliance and then spent forty-five minutes plotting fic in my head so that I'd at least have my eyes open and look kind of attentive.
I do remember hearing something about porting and portals and portlets. The porting stuff is irrelevant for at least a year and the portals/portlets was, we thought, completely irrelevant for all time because the web team never lets us play with that kind of cool stuff.
Except the business just decided that Project Doom needs a portal. As in, decided yesterday. And it's going to be M and I implementing it.
Guess I should have paid attention to that meeting after all...
My Annie-cat was, apparently, horribly lonely and unhappy last night. She told Mum and I about it all night, alternating which bedroom door she wailed outside of, and thus today is a Drink All The Coffee! kind of day.
