One day in the life...
Feb. 7th, 2002 04:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jazzfishNot that I expect anyone but me to care, but it'll be intriguing to look back on later.
7:15 Arrive at work early, because I couldn't get back to sleep. Talk with Adam a bit.
8:15 Rant composed and posted, major websites hit. Time to do work.
8:30 I've printed up the first chapter (of three) that I'm revising and handed it to Donna to see what she has to say about how it flows. I'm feeling pretty good about it.
9:15 Donna, having read the first two pages, decides that they need to be mostly redone, and some of the information that we decided was happy where it is isn't actually happy there and needs to go elsewhere. She also seems to want information that's peripherally connected with the topic mentioned repeatedly for marketing purposes. On the bright side, she seems to care at least peripherally about usability. (Amusingly enough, she seems to believe that if I mention that there are usability problems with the dialog, people will fall all over themselves to fix it. Any other day and I'd be laughing.)
10:30 While trying to figure out a feature, I have been distracted by an odd bug. In attempting to track it down, I have discovered the potential for many more. Unfortunately, there's no time to test for them, since Testing Is Crap.
10:45 Go to class.
12:30 I come back from class to discover that old coder's dodge: It's Not A Bug, It's A Feature. A waste of fifteen minutes. Figures. Whatever, it's lunchtime.
12:45 Lunchtime is over. Back on your heads.
2:30 Various things that were written in the manual are discovered to be Wrong.
3:30 Sent a copy of the first chapter off to LizAnn (who's not here) for her to read. Maybe she can get further than two bloody pages into it.
4:00 Liz says she'll have it marked up for tomorrow.
4:30 I have lost all motivation.
4:45 Hell with this. I'll putter around for another fifteen minutes and go home early.
7:15 Arrive at work early, because I couldn't get back to sleep. Talk with Adam a bit.
8:15 Rant composed and posted, major websites hit. Time to do work.
8:30 I've printed up the first chapter (of three) that I'm revising and handed it to Donna to see what she has to say about how it flows. I'm feeling pretty good about it.
9:15 Donna, having read the first two pages, decides that they need to be mostly redone, and some of the information that we decided was happy where it is isn't actually happy there and needs to go elsewhere. She also seems to want information that's peripherally connected with the topic mentioned repeatedly for marketing purposes. On the bright side, she seems to care at least peripherally about usability. (Amusingly enough, she seems to believe that if I mention that there are usability problems with the dialog, people will fall all over themselves to fix it. Any other day and I'd be laughing.)
10:30 While trying to figure out a feature, I have been distracted by an odd bug. In attempting to track it down, I have discovered the potential for many more. Unfortunately, there's no time to test for them, since Testing Is Crap.
10:45 Go to class.
12:30 I come back from class to discover that old coder's dodge: It's Not A Bug, It's A Feature. A waste of fifteen minutes. Figures. Whatever, it's lunchtime.
12:45 Lunchtime is over. Back on your heads.
2:30 Various things that were written in the manual are discovered to be Wrong.
3:30 Sent a copy of the first chapter off to LizAnn (who's not here) for her to read. Maybe she can get further than two bloody pages into it.
4:00 Liz says she'll have it marked up for tomorrow.
4:30 I have lost all motivation.
4:45 Hell with this. I'll putter around for another fifteen minutes and go home early.