My work/life balance is forfeit.
I went to work tonight for a quick code migration before D&D. I had been receiving pages all day saying that certain things weren’t going well in the system, but so long as they happen intermittantly its not that big of a deal. I sat down to migrate the code tonight and found out that the system was fooling the pager into thinking it was more healthy than it actually was.
My one hour code migration has turned into an 8 hour workday, and I still have a few hours in sight responding to the problem. Blinded by rage is a pretty good description of how easy it’s been to deal with our help desk to get the right people in line to fix things, but finally we got the ball rolling.
I may get to go home before midnight, but I have no idea how much work its going to be to get everything squared away tomorrow. I hope I get a day of flex-time for this, but somehow I doubt it. So I missed an evening at home with my wife and a night of D&D with my friends because some moron didn’t know they screwed up a system when they messed with something last night.
Arg.
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