20101

(breathes) I finally have a few minutes. Okay, so they're technically minutes I'm supposed to be spending eating, but I don't ever actually get a lunch break worth calling it, so oh well.

Word to the wise: Never, ever give your instructors benefit of the doubt when it comes to technical issues. If they say "the system ate it", what they really mean is, "I accidentally deleted it and am too embarrassed by my incompetence to admit the deed". The doozy today? Someone deleted his students. And, of course, blamed us, because someone we magically told the system to login as him and recycle his course (including students) and then copied the material back in from his Master (sans students). (facepalm) No. Just no. The other fun call today was the guy who demanded to speak with a male technician. Oh, that was fun. (growls) I'm sorry my lack of a Y chromosome offends you, bub, but there's only two of us, we're both women and I'm the nice one.

In short, I hate first days. Half of the people completely dropped the ball and the other half have been affected by the first half. So, in short, the whole campus is always screwed. *sigh* Plus parking and traffic were pains in the ass. I may have to leave a whole half-hour early tomorrow instead of just fifteen minutes. I also hate walking in to a full voicemail inbox, which is made even worse by a full e-mail inbox. And, of course, most of both are marked just after 5 on Friday and reference things that had to be done by Monday. (headdesk)

I just have to remember that I love my job. I love my job. I love my job... (repeats)

I'm not caffeinated enough for this BS.