September 6th, 2003

eLouai

When Do I Not Talk About Work?

weather: mostly sunny
outside: 22°C
mood: okay
music: Mozart - Violin Concerto, K 216, Allegro
I'm here at work again. I lost a few hours of work time yesterday afternoon because I had to host a Remote Access session for long distance debugging. Developer-Guy-Over-There™ couldn't reproduce a crasher on his machine no matter what he did, but it crashed consistently for us.

Remote Assistance under WinXP is a funky thing. All you need is the connection and a .NET Passport (Hotmail) account. You go to Start->Help and Support. In the right hand column, you click on "Invite a friend to connect to your computer with Remote Assistance", follow the instructions and you can have someone connect to your machine and take control as if they were in your place. You could also do it over Windows Messenger; right-click on the contact and go down to "Ask for Remote Assistance".

So, that was wonderful. But, as FUN as it was to watch him crash the application over and over again, I couldn't get any of my work done. XD I have two machines already, but they're sharing a monitor. I have to keep an eye on the RA session in case Dude needs to ask me stuff. Needless to say, I'm getting a second monitor for my Remote Access machine, but yesterday was the first time the remote debugging took that long, so it was the first instance of Me Being Stuck™. =P

Judging by what I read and hear, I think I'm one of the few people who actually likes her job and loves working. I go bananas when I'm not working. Sure, there are frustrations and pressure, but that just comes with the territory. It also comes with that thing called Life. There's always a way to deal with it. Call it Slave Mentality if you want, but I like it here.

I'll never be frustrated with work ever again because I'm just thrilled to even be working.

                    — Me, September 2001,
                    Upon accepting the offer for my current position.