Dilbert-like Action

Well, I've had a another morning behind a frustrated drum majorette. This one was leading a loooooong parade on Lawyers and Hunter Mill at her blistering pace of 25mph. I hope she's gotten that out of her system now. I need to leave for work before those people get on the road. If I could get going at 9:30am, the people in a hurry are usually still the ones out there. I think the slowpokes try and wait until they are all gone. I know that a lot of folks tailgate the parade leaders mercilessly. I do not do that because I can't help but notice that it only makes them more stubborn about going slow.

It's going to be hot today, and in fact it already is pretty steamy. This shouldn't matter at work, but they can't seem to get the air conditioning blowing in here and it's *really* stuffy. In fact, I think the venting is messed up because I'm all sneezy and allergic since I walked in here. If the sneezing gets any worse, I'm going to work at home where this isn't a problem. I just think I should show up at the office once in a while. :)

Last week I sent in a request to access the P: drive here at work. This is the 'Public' drive, and it contains a couple of scripts that are supposed to help manage the Exchange mailbox size. Now that all the mail is on one server, we're all burdened with keeping our boxes down to 20Megs. Hell, I had a 20Meg drive to myself 10 years ago at least, so I'm not sure why they can't just buy more disks. I think they've set the limit too low.

Anyway, my point here was that I was told this morning that contractors can't have access to the P: drive. "But they need it to do their jobs and it doesn't cost us anything"..."I will fight you to the death!" It's so Dilbert it hurts.