Berkeley Farm Girl

I have been on call this week. Between the robocalls and the system release stuff at weird hours (I was in at 4:30 am today) I am feeling the strain. If you are trying to reach me please try my email; the phone (any phone) is really not my friend right about now. If I had room for themagdalen's "flatened" or "out of order" icons I would probably be using it now.

Note to cat_herder: the release people apparently are that screwball. My boss has given me permission to push back hard for both last minute and stuff that doesn't copy him. (He has agreed with me that he is the one who should be assigning me projects. ;)

I as of today have the new phone for the person who used to have my Berry, although I really wish his friends (and recruiters! on a work cell phone! for pete's sake) would stop calling it. I have the volume up loud for on-call so it's pretty jarring when I get a call. And, no, I don't want to chat with you, I'm at work. I have been low blood sugar enough to not try purring "I guess you weren't important enough to get the new number" ;).

On the plus side, I'm home, the two important pieces of paper have been located, I have TJ's food against the Dread Low Blood Sugar (breakfast, lunch, and dinner), my feet are feeling better, and I have had a fa-bu-lous haircut. So Things are Looking Up.

Naptime.

Continuing the Inherited Cell Phone Saga:

I got a call from an office # at 8 pm tonight. As Mr. Berry was buzzing merrily with urgent alerts, I thought the chance that the call might ACTUALLY BE FOR ME was very good.

I bobbled the buttons and the call went to VM. So I needed to go through ALL the messages.

Apparently the water meter at a property that Previous Holder owns in Reno was going completely nuts ... gallons and gallons. Several urgent calls from meter readers and the property manager.

Which of course I didn't get at the time because it was Good Friday and I had MY phone OFF.

I realize that it's tough to get some places to update their records (I think the vet still thinks my Chiron # is my work phone) and my Western soul cringes at the loss of so much water ... but OOOOOPS.

(I guess that's why I have the # now. ROFL.)

In other news, it was Release Manager phoning (yes, that's right, at 8 pm on a day I did work at 4:30 am) to ask me about availability for a systems thing next week ... some claim that HelpdeskPerson had sent out email (which I didn't get, but maybe it went to BossMan). This was after I sent the polite "do not contact me individually, keep my boss in the loop" email. I suspect BossMan will push back harder. ;)