going postal

[tielan]

I want to beat one of the European programmers over the head with my hockey stick. Repeatedly. And when I'm done, I'll have a jolly good go at one of the American techs - the one who told the European programmer he should make the changes in the Australian system.

Oh, yes, that's right. An American tech told a European programmer that it was okay to make changes in a system belonging to the Australian division the business.

And the work that I'd so carefully set up last week is now COMPLETELY FUCKED UP.

BLITHERING IDIOTS.

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[thothmes]

My older two kids had a Latin teacher who was the all-time favorite teacher for both of them, in spite of being very different kids, with very different ways of approaching others.

This woman (who really was a Yiddish grandmother) was tirelessly optimistic and deeply concerned for each and every one of her students. If you told her a tale of woe, her first reaction was utterly predictable: In tones of deep sympathy she would exclaim "Awwwwwww! Honey!" Then generally came the offer of comfort food ("I think I may have a chocolate bar somewhere here in my desk.") and then the lending of one of the most intent and sympathetic ears ever ("Tell me all about it!") In anyone else, that "Awwwwwww! Honey!" would have been cloying, but with her it was sincere and comforting.

So I send you a genuine Magistra "Awwwwwww! Honey!", with the comfort food and ear to go with it. You surely need it!

[tielan]

Comfort! Comfort food! *noms*

Thank you!