Well that takes.... something

Today is a work post - because something happened today that I frankly thought I would never see. I never knew ANYONE with a set of - well brass ones to pull this kind of underhanded crapola and in front of your customer no less... Shall I detail?

I am sitting in third of four teleconferences of my Tuesday. This one has the new project manager and other team members including a member of the southern contingent... the one member of the southern contingent who is the biggest pain in our collective backsides... we go through the meeting, no biggie. Then... we are going around the room, anything else anyone needs to discuss, enter our 'hero' from the land of fried dill pickles...

Boy genius asks, why does our customer mandate all these reviews of the software, we are under such a time crunch we don't have time for quality reviews or reviews of the safety personnel. Let that sink in, a technical lead, asks the CUSTOMER why he has to have his software reviewed for quality and safety checks. Really.

While I was sitting in the conference room in VA really just flipping out - the Quality person for the customer in her measured, monotone, and unemotional spoke calmly, methodically and tells this yutz that there is a contract requirement for an independent review, who would you (southern idiot) have that done by if not the Quality organization? (insert total silence here). Well that wasn't good enough he starts harping of the Safety Engineer's role. Again Madame Monotone simply states that the ultimate military customer has the written into all contracts - including ours that Safety Critical requirements must be addressed, reviewed and certified and when would that be done if not while the software was being built and reviewed? (again we hear the sound of southern crickets - they squeak with a y'all at the end-- in case you didn't know)

AND still this putz continues to argue his point while I am now laughing like a loon! Oh still pissed as he's publicly questioning MY integrity and how I do my job but it finally dawns on me - he's stepped into a giant pile of poo and isn't smelling anything close to a rose.... Finally the customer manager says we need to have another meeting to discuss these issues, and I sit back and smile.

Can't wait for that one - because as we all here in Northern VA know - there is a 50-50 chance of Mr. Putz actually showing up to said meeting is pretty nonexistent.

I had another spin around the crazy wheel from another southern irritant but the new PM has made me feel better about that - and I have a nice project to keep my work from home day nice and busy. What joy what bliss...

Oh - and prediction of snow tonight - again tomorrow is Wednesday. Life boys and girls are sometimes just the simple and sometimes that nice.

OK so heading home, first picking up Bubba's shirts, then home, dinner, laundry and dead to the world by 9 PM. This day started WAY too freaking early.

Brass ones big boy -- too bad they are about to be crushed... And here I sit waiting with baited breath...