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Feb. 1st, 2005 09:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ljpliceaseI am really beyond thinking of something to say on my own.
My manager was an ass today. Several times he talked about how Adil and company had finally completed Parallel Abstraction. Even though it’s my goddamn code. Don’t get me wrong, I couldn’t have done it without Adil, and I honestly believe that this project has been one of my strongest collaborations ever, but I think treating me like a junior partner in this context is just totally inappropriate.
I was furious, but I decided to let myself cool off. I have noticed that I become incoherent when angry. I talked to Wayne a bit about DoubleThink II, which he has nicely agreed to administrate in my absence. By that time I was sufficiently calm and sent my manager a note saying more or less, really proud of the work that Adil and I have done on this project, btw- I noticed you didn’t recognize my contribution in the meeting today, I was wondering if there is something that further that I could have done.
My manager called me up to apologize and sent out a not-so-subtle note emphasizing that it was Adil and Graham who had completed Parallel Abstraction.
I’m not at all impressed with my manager. He seems to get rid of people and give their work to me and at the same time not recognize the work that I’ve done.
I’m pleased that I did not allow myself to loose my temper though, I think I handled the situation as well as I could.
I promised Wayne to retrieve some files off of the old DoulbeThink I and restore them to the new DoubleThink II, but the damn machine wouldn’t boot. While I was fussing with that my office mate was pestering me about all kinds of things which I really didn’t want to be talking about. It’s 8:30pm, I’ve been working strait since lunch and I’m really hungry. Why can’t he see that I am really not happy to be here? He’s so clueless. One day in a meeting he was like and “uh.. you, I forget your name” to me... he was my office mate. My name is on the goddamn door. We both worked on the GUI team which consisted at the time of all of four people. What the hell can’t he remember my name? So anyway, with that I left.
Anyway. Thanks for letting me vent. Sorry. Tomorrow will be better.
My manager was an ass today. Several times he talked about how Adil and company had finally completed Parallel Abstraction. Even though it’s my goddamn code. Don’t get me wrong, I couldn’t have done it without Adil, and I honestly believe that this project has been one of my strongest collaborations ever, but I think treating me like a junior partner in this context is just totally inappropriate.
I was furious, but I decided to let myself cool off. I have noticed that I become incoherent when angry. I talked to Wayne a bit about DoubleThink II, which he has nicely agreed to administrate in my absence. By that time I was sufficiently calm and sent my manager a note saying more or less, really proud of the work that Adil and I have done on this project, btw- I noticed you didn’t recognize my contribution in the meeting today, I was wondering if there is something that further that I could have done.
My manager called me up to apologize and sent out a not-so-subtle note emphasizing that it was Adil and Graham who had completed Parallel Abstraction.
I’m not at all impressed with my manager. He seems to get rid of people and give their work to me and at the same time not recognize the work that I’ve done.
I’m pleased that I did not allow myself to loose my temper though, I think I handled the situation as well as I could.I promised Wayne to retrieve some files off of the old DoulbeThink I and restore them to the new DoubleThink II, but the damn machine wouldn’t boot. While I was fussing with that my office mate was pestering me about all kinds of things which I really didn’t want to be talking about. It’s 8:30pm, I’ve been working strait since lunch and I’m really hungry. Why can’t he see that I am really not happy to be here? He’s so clueless. One day in a meeting he was like and “uh.. you, I forget your name” to me... he was my office mate. My name is on the goddamn door. We both worked on the GUI team which consisted at the time of all of four people. What the hell can’t he remember my name? So anyway, with that I left.
Anyway. Thanks for letting me vent. Sorry. Tomorrow will be better.
