Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Getting Old Fast

No, not me - carrying a work pager. Actually, it's work in general. About 4 months ago I got thrown into the on call pool supporting the outage management applications. There's a lot to know to handle this (Oracle, Smallworld, web, MQ Series, VB, etc.) and honestly, of the 6 of us on call no one knows it all. Which makes things interesting. Carrying the pager is a dreaded chore that each of us has to endure for a week once every 6 weeks. I'm currently on call now, and I've dealt with 6 callouts in the past 24 hours, which makes me one grumpy camper. In addition I'm in the middle of coordinating a project that requires all updates be done off hours. I worked a weekend two weeks ago, and I'm scheduled to work both this weekend and next weekend. I'm just drained at this point, with no end in sight. I really don't have much of a leg to stand on when it comes to work, they pay me well and generally appreciate me. But man, my ass is dragging at this point, my mood is sour, and if someone doesn't give me something delicious to eat I'm going to snap.

Have I mentioned I'm hungry?

As if on cue, the goddamn pager just went of again. Kill me.

1 comments:

Boski93 said...

Do you need me to put my foot in some asses?

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