 artwork and photo by d. scott gregory click to enlarge |
I think I just set the record...or rather, the bar for how pathetic a single man can be. I just spent my Friday evening for 3 hours helping my parents set up a scanning macro on their computer so they can automate the scanning of all of their slide transparencies of 30 years - to burn onto CD/DVD to play on tv. All in all, there are about 10 carousels of slides (about 100 per carousel). All the slides need to be scanned in high resolution, then auto cropped, labled and placed in specific folders so that they can be played on a CD/DVD. I automated the process tonight - but no way in hell am I gonna spend 8 hours sitting here hitting the scanner button.
Well, I could have been cleaning/lubing my bike. Same concept.
Work was a huge mess of quasi-dogmatic assholism. ABBA (my Asshole Bipolar Boss Asshole) was predictibly up to his tricks today of delusional paranoia upon the delivery of a huge project I was responsible for. To the point that I just went along with the game. For example, (and it always happens after 5:30pm..on the day of the deadline, on a friday, nonetheless)...even though all work has been signed off and approved..he just wants to pull a power dick thang just because he can....demanding a bunch of last minute changes - petty cosmetic things that are just an excuse for him to pretend he's involved.... And to top it off, he claimed that he'd never seen any of this before... (yikes...what has he been reviewing for the past 3 weeks).
 artwork and photo by d. scott gregory click to enlarge |
So I called his bluff....sure..I'll stay in the office as long as I need to...(gee, it was Friday evening - I had no plans) to appease his power trip...I made the changes, in fact I insisted and triple checked my work so that it was "just right"..but the long process was that he had to have one of his sons eventually migrate the code...oh boy...that means that they had to stay late. I snickered...he got himself into this... The sons got all pissed off and told 'ol pop to go fuck himself. I pleasantly left and went on a great 38 mile bike ride.
The photos of the Postys are a recent addition - the 2004-2005 Postys. Click on to enlarge.
Looking forward to a weekend of relaxation, productivity, art, biking, cooking, poetry - tomorrow night, I'm planning on cooking some Scallops with Fennel and Shitake Mushrooms in a Bouillabaisse sauce, Saffron Rice and Sesame French green beans...yum
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not nearly pathetic enough to have the record. afraid i still have that, the medal and a bag of chips. baked of course.