Life of a Geeky Lesbian Tuesday, February 26: Oh. My. God. JT is such a prick. It's not even funny. (Minor bit of backstory -- I do webdesign for a company that has a zillion casino websites. Well. I code. I'm the monkey. One of two. And I hate the content, but the job's kind of easy, if time consuming, and it pays the bills. On with our story.) So the first thing he did today to piss me off was not show up to work until past one, because his car broke down. Then, he denied my request for two days off at the end of next week, because the GF is visiting. Of course, he thinks she's just my best friend. Which she is. But that's not all she is. But anyways. So no, no two days off for Da Geeky One. Which I can accept. I was an idiot for not mentioning it sooner. But then he "closed a deal" with an adult-themed website, or group of websites, and you know what that means? I'll tell you what that means. It means that he struck a deal with some 21 year old punk (after he lied and told the punk he's 23 when he only turned 21 himself) so that the porn viewers can join the affiliate program he's got running. And you know what else it means? That's right. It means that the casino viewers get access to PORN. Our graphic designer, NH, said "does that mean I get to design with boobies??" JT: "Yeah, man!!!" My headphones had been around my neck throughout this, and then I dropped them on my keyboard and walked into the other room to get the key to the ladies' room. As I walked back to go out the door, I heard JT remarking how pissed I was. Damn straight I was pissed! There was nothing about coding porn sites in my interview. (Contract, you ask? What contract? I haven't signed anything. And neither have NH or TH.) So this is bull. When the day comes that JT is stupid enough to tell me to code a porn site, I will refuse. And if he tells me I have to, I will simply tell him to take his crappy job, shove it up his ass and grow up a little more before trying to play in the business world. This is not a job I wanted. It's a job I would leave in a heartbeat if I had another one lined up. Still, I don't know that it'll come to that. TH, the other monkey, told me in confidence that he wouldn't code porn either. So both your coders refuse to code the site. What're you gonna do? Fire 'em both? And one a woman? I don't think so. Anyways. That's my rant. He pisses me off, and I just have to get it under control, you know? Breathing is good. the geeky one // Add a comment ______________________
Oh. My. God. JT is such a prick. It's not even funny. (Minor bit of backstory -- I do webdesign for a company that has a zillion casino websites. Well. I code. I'm the monkey. One of two. And I hate the content, but the job's kind of easy, if time consuming, and it pays the bills. On with our story.) So the first thing he did today to piss me off was not show up to work until past one, because his car broke down. Then, he denied my request for two days off at the end of next week, because the GF is visiting. Of course, he thinks she's just my best friend. Which she is. But that's not all she is. But anyways. So no, no two days off for Da Geeky One. Which I can accept. I was an idiot for not mentioning it sooner. But then he "closed a deal" with an adult-themed website, or group of websites, and you know what that means? I'll tell you what that means. It means that he struck a deal with some 21 year old punk (after he lied and told the punk he's 23 when he only turned 21 himself) so that the porn viewers can join the affiliate program he's got running. And you know what else it means? That's right. It means that the casino viewers get access to PORN. Our graphic designer, NH, said "does that mean I get to design with boobies??" JT: "Yeah, man!!!" My headphones had been around my neck throughout this, and then I dropped them on my keyboard and walked into the other room to get the key to the ladies' room. As I walked back to go out the door, I heard JT remarking how pissed I was. Damn straight I was pissed! There was nothing about coding porn sites in my interview. (Contract, you ask? What contract? I haven't signed anything. And neither have NH or TH.) So this is bull. When the day comes that JT is stupid enough to tell me to code a porn site, I will refuse. And if he tells me I have to, I will simply tell him to take his crappy job, shove it up his ass and grow up a little more before trying to play in the business world. This is not a job I wanted. It's a job I would leave in a heartbeat if I had another one lined up. Still, I don't know that it'll come to that. TH, the other monkey, told me in confidence that he wouldn't code porn either. So both your coders refuse to code the site. What're you gonna do? Fire 'em both? And one a woman? I don't think so. Anyways. That's my rant. He pisses me off, and I just have to get it under control, you know? Breathing is good. the geeky one // Add a comment
