Austin Web Designer - Adam Freetly

current tune: jimmy eat world - night drive

i finished reworking my portfolio. or as finished as it's getting. for now. it sufficed for my interview today. along with the few selected sheets of a recent (unnamed) project that i brought with. i would have brought the whole set, but emily cannibalized it and scribbled all over it with notes about which details she'd be copying. apparently post-it notes would have been too much effort. it wasn't like i could object, tho: "emily, stop drawing on that set, i need it for my interview tomorrow!" heh, i think matt might have overruled my objection.

i have no respect left for anyone in the office. none whatsoever.

wait.

backstory. one year after taking over the "CAD Administrator" reins, microsoft discontinued support/updates for windows NT 4.0, and since matt wouldn't shell out for either server 2003, or someone more talented than i to perform the migration, i migrated our server to SUSE linux 9.1. i ran a test server, used samba's vampire command to grab users and groups. the test server went perfectly, was able to handle authentication and shares on an isolated network. foolishly, i assumed that the real server would be just as easy.

unfortunately, that didn't happen, and i wasn't able to fix the problems during new years' weekend, so i wound up having masive problems all the following week. ultimately i wound up leaving my test server in charge of the domain, and the file server just serves the files. apparently someone, either emily or jacob complained to matt that i wasn't drafting. so matt yelled at me in front of them for the server taking up so much time.

if matt wanted the server to not take up time, he should have pony'd up and bought small business server 2003. or he should have hired an expert. he chose the route of no hard costs, and no outside contractors. so little surprise it's going to take longer.

So now he's going to yell at me for it? Because he didn't have the balls to own up to his share of it? fucking christ, i'm glad i'm leaving.