Be vewwy vewwy quiet, I’m whacking some web design

… THERE’S A STRAY DIV!

WHACK-a-fol-de-riddle!

ARGH, margins all wrong! Or maybe it’s the padding. MAYBE IT’S BOTH. BRING OUT THE border: thin solid red CROWBAR!

BANG BANG BANG!

This is for another website, by the way. Although some surgery will soon happen to this one, too. All in the name of Blog Optimization.

Sometimes I wonder if I’d be happier as a web developer. But on the other hand, I’d probably be happier getting OUT of my current team. Tomorrow I must attend a team meeting of PURE JOY. Joy so sweet and sunshiney it BURNS with GOODNESS and RIGHTEOUSNESS.

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I CAN HAZ WRENCH NOW?

I KAN ALSO KNOCK SELF ON HEAD UNTIL UNCONSCIOUS

Yeah, I’m real thrilled about work now as the evening sun sets and I know my doom. People know I’m not thrilled. My boss knows I’m really not thrilled.

He thinks I’m joking when I tell him I’m willing to quit, thinks that my demand for a transfer into another team can be blocked for 18 months.

I said, yo, you know there’s this company that starts with a G that would welcome me with open arms.

He said I would never quit like that.

Yeah, whatever.

(Lest someone think I can’t last in a team, I shall remind thee that I stayed for three and a half years in the front line with a pager 24/7 for a much more stressful, albeit much more useful and closer to the business, part of the company. With a hard-core driving manager, whom I dearly love because while we worked hard, he was able to remove enough obstacles so that our projects were always on time.

I wrote and maintained and passed on a high-availability service that has never failed these past few years. When it came to my turn for leading and scheduling projects, I never missed the dates either, through three consecutive projects.

Thus I am pretty damn sure I’m not a lemon.)

But I shall blog the night away, come what may.

After I kill this Javascript bug.

WHACK WHACK WHACK…..