Retiled before retired
About fourteen months ago, in the cold of winter, my cubicle ceiling started to leak. Not exactly water from the outside world (where ice rules), but an effect of the old building meeting the new air. Anyhow, the tiles above my head were removed, and stacked… and forgotten. Until today, when a man with a ladder arrived. The glue wouldn’t hold, so he moved to plan B which required the use of his power scre driver (with a light). Yes, the techs in the office notice such things. My ceiling is repaired, before I retire.
And on that note, I learned that I will be replaced. In a world of shrinking budgets, that wasn’t a given, and the news has left those around me relieved. After all, like the donkey in the tale, you can only stack so many extra tasks on the back of the diligent. I won’t be involved in the selection process, so this serves as a footnote to my long career. Not over yet, but the plans for the next generation are made.
The question of online forms came up (again). We could create things ourselves, but there’s a license condition which gives pause. Seems that the distribution of stuff like that is closely watched by the company that created the tools. If we want to play, we’ll have to pay. Seems fair, until you take into account that there is no alternative (other than a return to pad and pencil technology). Does the world need another DRM controlled server? Hang in there, because the decision will be make by those of a higher pay grade.
