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2003-11-17 - 11:40 p.m. Or maybe I'm a body snatcher At least I'm enjoying it more these past few days. Okay, so the program I'm working on is inherently without social value. But at least it's an interesting set of coding problems to solve. Several people walked by me today, watched me concentrating and talking to myself, and said various things to the effect of, "So, are you having fun?" And my answer was, "Yes, actually, I am." They seemed surprised. I'm not sure you're allowed to have fun unless it is pre-approved by three levels of management. These people. They are not the most miserable set of people I've ever met, but they're in the top 15 of most lifeless groups. Since I am a temp, there's a lot I'm not told. Apparently one of those things is that smiling is bad for you, or bad for productivity, or bad for profits or something. I walk down the hall, I smile at someone who is passing the other way, and nine times out of ten they stare at me as if I've asked how their uvula is doing today. One day I'm sure one of them is going to take a step back, open his or her mouth, point at me and and do the Donald Sutherland pod people scream. Well so far they're not charging me for smiling at people, so I just keep doing it. One of the cafeteria ladies hates me and I have no idea why. I buy coffee from her almost every morning and I almost always have exact change. Is she angry I'm depriving her of the opportunity to show off her change-making skills? I don't know. It's sure something. So today I took 45 minutes off from my mission critical, time sensitive, fantastically important project to basically make sure I'm still in good with the guy who's in charge of my secondary project. I've heard him described by lots of people in various shades of useless, and that appraisal seems about right to me. But hey - I just work there, for now anyway.
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