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Today was pretty much a total loss. And I probably had the best day of anyone on staff. The quasi-boss uploaded the wrong file and lost two hours of work to his very vocal, emphatic and almost frightening fury. The real-boss came back reluctantly from his ailing father's side 140 miles away for a dentist appointment which got mistakenly cancelled and spent a few hours hunting down one field in a 16MB database. One of my favorite coworkers' section is being dissolved and she's probably leaving in days. One of my coworkers sent the nightly newsletter without updating the headlines ("Gee, didn't I get this yesterday?"). One of my coworkers uploaded a file into the wrong server and knocked our front page offline for 15 minutes. Me? Well.
I'm building a new, standalone e-mail client for subscribers to one specific section. I'm taking the code straight from a preexisting database which currently consists of about 1500 users. I did a search-and-replace for 'databasename' and replaced it with 'newdatabasename.' Important: I used single quotes. There is ONE instance in all the code where I used double-quotes. (I was just learning the language, be kind.) So, when testing today, I sent a slightly comedic test e-mail intended for the three of us and thankfully I noticed very quickly it was being sent to the old database -- of 1500 users.
Not everyone got it. But enough did. The executive editor, half the staff, a good chunk of the capital city. The link wasn't valid, the message made reference to "Apollo 13" and "engineers, techies and other misfits" in reference to our online design staff. This was at about 4 this afternoon. Everyone else thought it was funny. I said many naughty things very loudly very often. Angry, disappointed.
And then the hour's drive home let me think. Life's not all that bad. My flock is healthy. I'm not broke. Our first Direct Deposit went through one day early. I still have all limbs, digits, eyes and I can eat food now. Quasi-boss promised me I'd laugh about it eventually. Tomorrow, I think, after playing with the flock and some Unisom. If spamming 1000 people with concrete evidence that my IQ is smaller than my shoe size is the worst thing that happens to me, I'm not doing all that bad.
I'm building a new, standalone e-mail client for subscribers to one specific section. I'm taking the code straight from a preexisting database which currently consists of about 1500 users. I did a search-and-replace for 'databasename' and replaced it with 'newdatabasename.' Important: I used single quotes. There is ONE instance in all the code where I used double-quotes. (I was just learning the language, be kind.) So, when testing today, I sent a slightly comedic test e-mail intended for the three of us and thankfully I noticed very quickly it was being sent to the old database -- of 1500 users.
Not everyone got it. But enough did. The executive editor, half the staff, a good chunk of the capital city. The link wasn't valid, the message made reference to "Apollo 13" and "engineers, techies and other misfits" in reference to our online design staff. This was at about 4 this afternoon. Everyone else thought it was funny. I said many naughty things very loudly very often. Angry, disappointed.
And then the hour's drive home let me think. Life's not all that bad. My flock is healthy. I'm not broke. Our first Direct Deposit went through one day early. I still have all limbs, digits, eyes and I can eat food now. Quasi-boss promised me I'd laugh about it eventually. Tomorrow, I think, after playing with the flock and some Unisom. If spamming 1000 people with concrete evidence that my IQ is smaller than my shoe size is the worst thing that happens to me, I'm not doing all that bad.
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Boy, it sounds like I got out in the nick of time...