Youssa talkey ta Meesa?

I have a vision of Jar-Jar wearing a trenchcoat and sporting a mohawk and a quick-release pistol. Scary. I taught my first web site management course last night and it was not bad. I’ve managed to figger out the level of understanding of the subject pretty much now which means I can get stuck into … Continue reading “Youssa talkey ta Meesa?”

I have a vision of Jar-Jar wearing a trenchcoat and sporting a mohawk and a quick-release pistol. Scary.

I taught my first web site management course last night and it was not bad. I’ve managed to figger out the level of understanding of the subject pretty much now which means I can get stuck into actually teaching them stuff. For last night I tried to start the gentle process of weaning them off FrontPage and into a little bit of HTML coding – certainly to make them unafraid of the text itself. A lot of the class seem a little disaffected by being dumped by their first lecturer after two weeks but I’ll sort that out with a bit of irreverent and infectious humour. Getting them to laugh is the first step in getting them to relax and when relaxed they’ll learn better. The second class, my small Computer Architecture class, I know a lot better and we tell a lot of jokes. I expect people to speak out but then I’ve known some of them for over a year now!

Made a conscious decision not to move today. Seats I mean. There’s an opportunity to move back into the Lab and there’s a lot of things going for that but I think it’s better to stay where I am. Gordon is playing a mix of music in the background and sometimes people pop over for a chat which is nice and would be a lot more difficult in the Lab. We certainly wouldn’t be able to play music which would suck. So I’ll stay out.

The world would be okay if we could just ditch all of the people. Some people don’t listen and some of those who seem to be listening are just waiting for their turn to speak. I’m a little pissed because a bloke who I gave heaps of network roadmap information to has just come back and told my boss that I haven’t supplied him with information. The fact that I not only got a receipt from him for the data but also an email of thanks for it makes it all a farce.

I applied for that damn job last night. It’s a senior managerial post in charge of a Support Team, a Development Team and an Information Team. The pay probably won’t be an increase but it’ll be more stable certainly and also would be nice to get the “rank” if not the “benefits”. I really feel like I’ve been held back by the outsourcing – after all I went from being a team leader to being one person in a team – sure the team is higher profile – but at the end of the day I’m working way above my JCI (Job Complexity Index) and the reason my JCI hasn’t been increased is because of the current climate – no pay rises or promotions. And that sux. And that’s why I want a change. It’s not the pay (it’s always the pay) but rather the fact that I’ve missed the promotions while others in other parts of the business are doing other things. I’m pissed about that.

Whoosh. We got a new front door. It’s a door. Okay. It’s a nice door and it does make the house feel a little warmer which is always a benefit. And we took delivery of about a zillion eco-friendly disposable nappies. Cool. Ahem.

Still waiting on my copy of Wipeout!

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