I am having a terribly unproductive week at work.
Monday was unproductive because I – along with at least 75% of the team – was exhausted. We had a deploy over the weekend which started at 6:00 p.m. => continual deploy-stuff going on => finished at about 4:00 p.m. Sunday.
And then I got paged at 8:30 Sunday night because of a job failure and ended up tilting at windmills for another two hours.
You know how sometimes, after pulling two back-to-back all-nighters followed by a few hours of thinking you’re done and then a couple hours of unexpected ahh!ahh!ahh!, you’re so tired that even while sitting down, you’re kind of weaving? And then you go to bed at a mostly reasonable hour, and you’re all, yessssssssss, finally, I’m going to get, like, SEVEN WHOLE HOURS, AT LEAST, OF SLEEP!! – but then instead, you go to bed and find yourself so tired you literally cannot open your eyes, BUT, you can’t seem to actually SLEEP?!
Me. Sunday night. ARGH!
So, duh, Monday was mostly spent yawning, drinking coffee, yawning some more, and answering questions from people about the new World Order all. day. long.
While yawning.
Yesterday could have been more or less productive, but then it turned out that it was apparently curveball day and nobody thought to include me on the memos.
By the end of the day, I not only hadn’t made any progress, I ended up five steps further back.
Argh.
Today started off almost OK, but, I’d forgotten that we had the quarterly all-hands meeting (<= almost two hours of meeting), and the post-deploy user dog-n-pony show for one of our partners, and suddenly people were pinging me with questions about all kinds of things, and it was one of those days where I was really-really busy, and doing useful things…but all of them for other people about other things and by the end of the day, I hadn’t gotten a lick of my code rewritten.
{very long and emphatic bout of cussing goes here}
Oh well. Tomorrow is another day.
Hopefully one in which I can actually get some of, you know, my own work knocked out…
1 comment:
I feel ya. I thought I was the only one to do the eyes-closed-but-not-sleeping stuff. That X 2 nights will just throw a whole week in the porcelain receptacle. It'll be oh, about 4 p.m. on Sunday before one begins to feel human again, and just think, Monday's only about 12 hours away....(imagine sound of head meeting desk here).
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