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So I am at work really late, or really early, pending on how one looks at it. There are 2 causes to my being at work at 1:20 in the morning on this cold Tuesday morning. It could only be the planets aligning to completely screw me for this to be where I am at the moment.
Firstly: One of those "Is there anyway you can make a map in a day?" requests crossed my desk around 9 am yesterday. The person in question is a middle man, of course. The project manager did not ask directly for me to spend an inordinate amount of time working on a map for a report that was supposed to go out later that day. That being said... when said PM is the head of your division and your boss's boss, you really have no option but to say, "Sure that should not be a problem. The sooner you can get me the data for me to start working the better." Workspeak for "Thank you, may I have another." The data in question does not show up until 11:25 am, whilst I was at lunch. Hey, a guy's gotta eat. Feverish work ensues.
The deadline is pushed back to Tuesday morning, through no mis-action on my part. So I decide that I will go home at a reasonable hour so I can play with my boy, and just get up stupid early to finish off the task at hand. My little one is riding high on a full 8 days of finally feeling well after about 6 weeks of ailments ranging from diarrhea to some kind of stomach fluish thing. This is foreshadowing for those of you not paying close attention, and it leads me to...
Secondly: While the little one is playing, right before taking his bath, the wife and I notice that little man is sounding a little bit raspy in his breathing. With a child with asthma, this is not a good sign of things to come. So we bathe the little one and then give him a breathing treatment right before we put him to bed. I run into work to finish the map, so in case Wheezy McAsthma needs to go to the E.R. tomorrow, I can take him without worrying about that stupid map for my boss's boss with time management issues (did the report sneak up on them? I think not).
I have completed a good first draft of the map, and now I am about to head home to my potentially sick little boy. I hope that it is just some congestion, but I am really worried that It is going to be worse than that. He's had 8 days of feeling good, what was I expecting? Wellness for 2 weeks? I was sooo foolish.
Firstly: One of those "Is there anyway you can make a map in a day?" requests crossed my desk around 9 am yesterday. The person in question is a middle man, of course. The project manager did not ask directly for me to spend an inordinate amount of time working on a map for a report that was supposed to go out later that day. That being said... when said PM is the head of your division and your boss's boss, you really have no option but to say, "Sure that should not be a problem. The sooner you can get me the data for me to start working the better." Workspeak for "Thank you, may I have another." The data in question does not show up until 11:25 am, whilst I was at lunch. Hey, a guy's gotta eat. Feverish work ensues.
The deadline is pushed back to Tuesday morning, through no mis-action on my part. So I decide that I will go home at a reasonable hour so I can play with my boy, and just get up stupid early to finish off the task at hand. My little one is riding high on a full 8 days of finally feeling well after about 6 weeks of ailments ranging from diarrhea to some kind of stomach fluish thing. This is foreshadowing for those of you not paying close attention, and it leads me to...
Secondly: While the little one is playing, right before taking his bath, the wife and I notice that little man is sounding a little bit raspy in his breathing. With a child with asthma, this is not a good sign of things to come. So we bathe the little one and then give him a breathing treatment right before we put him to bed. I run into work to finish the map, so in case Wheezy McAsthma needs to go to the E.R. tomorrow, I can take him without worrying about that stupid map for my boss's boss with time management issues (did the report sneak up on them? I think not).
I have completed a good first draft of the map, and now I am about to head home to my potentially sick little boy. I hope that it is just some congestion, but I am really worried that It is going to be worse than that. He's had 8 days of feeling good, what was I expecting? Wellness for 2 weeks? I was sooo foolish.
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