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After last night's invitation for being an honest to God Catholic church sanctioned Godfather I was pretty jazzed this morning.. well.. that was until big boss asked me if I had plans for lunch while boss dad was hovering behind him.. oh.. the alleged story was "we do this once a month with a member of the department".. pffsst.. yeah, right! Probz a'boot to totes get fired.

I cautiously lock my pc, grab my wallet, and head out with them. To, oddly, California Taco. A solid place.. shot the shit about boyscouts, video games, what I am working on, etc.. a bit better of a conversation than say when boss mom and boss dad took me out and I was super duper paranoid.

Either way a decent day so far!

I was running late to work with the rain (it causes people to not drive well.. like snow.. but less forgivable).

As it is I rushed my morning routines of logs, flat out ignored the giant email backup from being off Friday, and was all sorts of chipper-as-fuck in the meeting. I even got to throw out the 'with great power comes great responsibility' out when I mentioned that I bundled up my push notification calls (and SMS ability) for folks to use.

After that I was starting in on deep log reviews, and it happened.. again and again.. and again. Whistle's phone kept blurting out "Bazinga" at irregular intervals. This shit has been going on for weeks... and finally.. today.. with all the bosses at The Conference it is awesomely silent in the office... except for 'bazinga!' going off.

I figured I better stop this growing tide of rage and just silent the guy's phone because, clearly, he wouldn't have it going off if he was in the cube. I go over there and loe-and-behold he's in his cube. I grit my teeth, make a small polite joke about how that ringer is causing me to go insane, and if he would please silent it. I mean a visual cue is hard for what ever it is alerting him to?

It seems he did take my advice and either changed the ring tone or just made it silent.. a wise choice this morning.

See - childish me would have made sure the phone had an 'accident'.. polite and adult me was able to realize there was a growing issue, took action, and did not result in property or person damage. Thumbs up to me.

Client's user sends response survey indicating: "Not getting email notices, everyone else is. Not happy".

I look into it and see my app indeed sent *FOUR* emails to the user _AND_ her admin.. I replied to our contact to explain that and figured it was an issue of junk mail filtering.

Our point of contact responds today with: "Traveler says they were getting the emails, but not as fast as the travelers around her were".

We looked into more on our side and we couldn't find anyone else, from that client, who would have been traveling with this user.. We let the PoC know this.

Point of contact sends back: "User was referencing other passengers in the terminal".

Derp.

The amount of bullshit emails I get at work for people trying to sell/give away Creighton tickets is getting obscene.

I would write up an outlook rule but it would be hard to not catch unwary emails in that net. ugh.

I just was given a lunch invite with my bosses for Wednesday... Innoculous enough, right? Why the hell is my first thought "well shit.. am I getting fired?!"? ugh.. must unwind the cynicism wrapped in pessimism intwined with realism, and topped with a negative nancy bow.

Shit.. I think I may have over shot my ability to cram work in today. Hopefully I can jam through a chunk of it while 'Live Through This' cranks.... and no one disturbs me.

I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams... crap.. wrong faux life.

There's been scuttlebutt floating around work about a gang of people from the department going into 'The Warrior Dash' in June. People starting up all sorts of diets, training, and fighting for gym time while at work. My coworker was just asked if he wanted to join, but (totes oddly) I wasn't.

Ah.. that's right. Best not have the fat kid scramble for an excuse.

Though, lest someone thinks I have hurt feelings, I don't. I was just giggling to myself for a few minutes before I wrote this.

Q: How do you know you are still fat?
A: Your coworkers don't want to associate with you on the Warrior Dash!

All joking aside, I think I am out of town for a wedding that week'n. Minneapolis or bust I do believe.

I have installed many a motherboard in my life, and I can truthfully say I have never, at any time, ever made as many sound effects as this dell tech a cube over is making. Grunting like he is Sisyphus rolling a rock up a hill... groaning like a power lifter.. and a myriad of odd coughs, squeals, and squeaks.

He very well may be slaying a demon over there. I am afraid to look.

In my alert table I have expanded it to include all the locations being tagged on the alert being sent to us. For the most part it's one alert to one location, but I found there may be more than one location tagged for alert. Cool.. I can deal.. now I have a table filling up with silly new locations cross applied, but also realizing the master location table I was given is woefully lacking in completeness.

That means I have to hunt down locations (city, regions, countries) and get them entered into the table correctly so everyone has a country code in the hierarchy. I just realized, after looking up 'Anambas and Natuna Islands', that I have the power of a god to make countries/regions/cities exist or not exist. Muahahaha... Anambas and Natuna Islands - you are sort of disputed claims? Then no one shall have claim on you!

Well.. technically they are part of Indonesia (or so the intrawebz say).

Boss-D gave out packets of mini Haribo Gold-bears. Mmmm.. small and tasty!