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susandennisAt IBM and later at Microsoft, whenever there was a giant project and everyone put in extra hours and extra energy, management fueled the effort with pizza. Flat food you could slip under the door - keep the troops fed without disturbing them.
Today I spent a dozen hours heads down in frustrating minutia - building web pages on the flakiest platform I've ever worked on while someone else made global changes to the site. My pages would look one way one minute and the next minute they would look different (it took me a long time to figure out what the fuck that was).
Finally, I quit. I'll pick it back up in the morning but I'm done for tonight and pizza seemed the best answer. Greasy, cheesy, pepperoni pizza. Heaven and I think I earned it.
Today I spent a dozen hours heads down in frustrating minutia - building web pages on the flakiest platform I've ever worked on while someone else made global changes to the site. My pages would look one way one minute and the next minute they would look different (it took me a long time to figure out what the fuck that was).
Finally, I quit. I'll pick it back up in the morning but I'm done for tonight and pizza seemed the best answer. Greasy, cheesy, pepperoni pizza. Heaven and I think I earned it.
