I’ve written so many times about hating work. No, nothing has changed. Perhaps though, I’d like to explain the sources of my frustration.
After all this time, I’m still working on the exact same project that I’ve been bitching about since the new year. I’ve made progress. Seriously. The sim runs and produces output. I passed parts of the output by the guy giving me work, and he thought it was fine. Hurrah! I thought I was done and ready to move on to another project. I was informed a few days ago though, that the that the outputs that I was looking at, although perfect, weren’t making it all the way through to the final output. What I was looking at was really a midway test point.
Blah. So, I’ve been spending the last week and a bit attempting to figure out why the output isn’t making it all the way through. Doesn’t sound like a bad thing, no? The thing is, no one has really been able to give me any definitive answers as to what’s going on. In fact, it really seems like no one knows. Now, I’m not expecting them to hand me the answer on some silver platter…but I really wish someone could at least point me in the correct direction. I’ve had to test things on my own by changing various parameters and seeing how the changes affected the result. Again, it doesn’t sound all that bad, however, when I run the cursed thing it takes perhaps 2 hours before the file I’m looking for is produced. During that wait, I really have nothing else to do but to sit and stare at the screen hoping that it will be the last time I’ll have to run the thing.
I think what gets me most is the downtime. During the whole day, I can perhaps run the thing 4 or 5 times. In the meantime, I try to find way to pass the time. You might catch me surfing, or working on my website. Doing that now and then isn’t a bad thing, but I’m feeling downright guilty now. I really despise it when people point out “Oh, but you’re being paid to surf”. No! I’m not being paid to surf. I’m being paid to do good work, which I’m not doing enough of, through no fault of my own. It’s my damn conscience that’s making things a bit miserable.
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