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[Orlion Blight he/him]

*grumble* The new Moon Knight comic does not come out until April 13. Why is my life so hard?

[Kaymyth she/her]

Software Developers:  "The test environment acts exactly like the live version!"

 

Everyone Else:  "...when it feels like it."

[Orlion Blight he/him]

Software Developers: "The test environment acts exactly like the live version!"

Everyone Else: "...when it feels like it."

Heh.

There are definitely limits, but done correctly, the test environment should be able to predict what will happen in Production. But one has to go beyond regression and "happy path" testing.

[Kaymyth she/her]

Heh.

There are definitely limits, but done correctly, the test environment should be able to predict what will happen in Production. But one has to go beyond regression and "happy path" testing.

 

Hee.  Done correctly.  Oh, you're so cute.  Seriously, every major software release breaks SOMETHING that nobody expected.  I sometimes wonder if our Dev team is secretly Monty Python's Spanish Inquisition.

 

(When the test environment runs about 3 times as slow as the live one, you know that there's something different going on there.)

[Left he/him]

So my friend is doing better, and I escaped doing anything too stupid I think.
I was also super stressed out about dance class last night because I've been struggling with the material, but it went fine and I feel comfortable with it now.
The bad news? Our family dog is sick. It was worst yesterday morning, since then he's been getting better. I still hate to see him sick, especially since he can't talk to us and explain how he's feeling and taking him to the vet is expensive enough that we really try not to take him.

[Orlion Blight he/him]

Maybe in your company, at mine not so much. But we also do performance testing which catches (or should) those kind of problems before release.

Other issues include server configurations, some which reset to something terrible after you deploy new code and restart it!

But I best not toot my horn, this week is a release week for my company and Murphy is always looking to make people eat their own words.

[Mistrunner]

This girl moved in maybe a week or two ago. I had her in my choir class. I think she's in the foster system, and she had some problems with self-harm and stuff. And she just had to move again- in her own words, her mom was "practically giving her away". She was pretty broken up about it. I won't say we were best friends or anything- to be honest, a lot of the time she got on my nerves, and she owes me a dollar. But I was her friend, and I think she deserves a lot more than what she got, and I wish I could've done something- anything- to help. I wish I could be that person you always see in the movies who says something meaningful and changes somebody's life, but I can't really do that. All I could do was tell stories about bears and pirates to try to make her smile and hope she'll find someone who can do the life-changing speeches and stay with her.

I don't know. I just wish I could've done something, and I hope she's okay.

[Kaymyth she/her]

Maybe in your company, at mine not so much. But we also do performance testing which catches (or should) those kind of problems before release.

Other issues include server configurations, some which reset to something terrible after you deploy new code and restart it!

But I best not toot my horn, this week is a release week for my company and Murphy is always looking to make people eat their own words.

 

Heh.  Yeeeah.  I'm just glad that I'm not one of the software developers and thus can honestly say that none of this is my doing. 

[Orlion Blight he/him]

Don't be so modest, you users can mess things up quite nicely

[Blaze1616 he/him]

This girl moved in maybe a week or two ago. I had her in my choir class. I think she's in the foster system, and she had some problems with self-harm and stuff. And she just had to move again- in her own words, her mom was "practically giving her away". She was pretty broken up about it. I won't say we were best friends or anything- to be honest, a lot of the time she got on my nerves, and she owes me a dollar. But I was her friend, and I think she deserves a lot more than what she got, and I wish I could've done something- anything- to help. I wish I could be that person you always see in the movies who says something meaningful and changes somebody's life, but I can't really do that. All I could do was tell stories about bears and pirates to try to make her smile and hope she'll find someone who can do the life-changing speeches and stay with her.

I don't know. I just wish I could've done something, and I hope she's okay.

 

Keeping in touch with her, even after she's moved away, will likely mean a lot to her. I'm sure most people usually just let her leave and don't bother to stay friends after she's gone. It'll likely mean more than you know.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

This girl moved in maybe a week or two ago. I had her in my choir class. I think she's in the foster system, and she had some problems with self-harm and stuff. And she just had to move again- in her own words, her mom was "practically giving her away". She was pretty broken up about it. I won't say we were best friends or anything- to be honest, a lot of the time she got on my nerves, and she owes me a dollar. But I was her friend, and I think she deserves a lot more than what she got, and I wish I could've done something- anything- to help. I wish I could be that person you always see in the movies who says something meaningful and changes somebody's life, but I can't really do that. All I could do was tell stories about bears and pirates to try to make her smile and hope she'll find someone who can do the life-changing speeches and stay with her.

I don't know. I just wish I could've done something, and I hope she's okay.

 

Telling stories about bears and pirates is more meaningful than you think. When I was going through some dark times, one thing that got me through was friends who would crack jokes and have long discussions over which fictional character would win in a fight. Quotable speeches rarely have a chance to happen outside of movies, and when they do, they never have the same impact as a dose of silliness when it's needed most. 

[Kaymyth she/her]

Don't be so modest, you users can mess things up quite nicely

 

I believe that when their code pushes actually break daily processing over the weekend and we come into work to find a huge freakin' mess on our hands, I can safely say that I had nothing to do with any of that nonsense.

[Pestis the Spider she/her]

My flatmate doesn't spend a lot of time at the flat. But still he confirmed today that whenever he hears shouting from my room, he knows I'm talking with my parents on Skype. 

 

My parents are so bad, omg. I can't take them. 

[Orlion Blight he/him]

I believe that when their code pushes actually break daily processing over the weekend and we come into work to find a huge freakin' mess on our hands, I can safely say that I had nothing to do with any of that nonsense.

Wait, like batch processes? That's a whole different kettle of fish!

And, in such cases, there really is not much a mere user can do to mess things up... Now a Super User who takes it upon himself to kill processes he thinks are running too long... Grrr...vigilantism in IT never ends well.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

My flatmate doesn't spend a lot of time at the flat. But still he confirmed today that whenever he hears shouting from my room, he knows I'm talking with my parents on Skype. 

 

My parents are so bad, omg. I can't take them. 

 

I feel you. My parents and I don't shout at each other—though sometimes they'll shout at me—but they're the masters of the snide little jabs over everyday things. 

 

I'm sorry you have to deal with that. If I knew how to make it better, I'd tell you, but since I don't, you can always make rude hand gestures at them underneath your desk where they can't see.  

[Kaymyth she/her]

Wait, like batch processes? That's a whole different kettle of fish!

And, in such cases, there really is not much a mere user can do to mess things up... Now a Super User who takes it upon himself to kill processes he thinks are running too long... Grrr...vigilantism in IT never ends well.

 

Yeah.  Let's see if I can explain this whilst still keeping the mysteriousness of Redacted, Inc intact.

 

So, we have lots of clients.  They send us information every day.  In the wee hours of the morning, we have to process that information in one big burst - so this daily processing is basically the primary reason for our existence.  It kicks off automatically, but if certain things happen in the code, it can completely break the processing.  Heck, sometimes our clients sending us corrupted data can cause the whole thing to break down, which is always fun.

 

So there's definitely nothing there that anybody would be killing on purpose because it was running too long.  It's a big job that usually takes several hours to run, so they're used to that.  It's just that there are a lot of moving parts and a huge amount of data, and that means that little changes can cause things to break.

 

Especially fun is when they break things without believing us at first.  We'll say, "Hey!  This thing is broken!"  And they'll say, "What?  We didn't do anything that could affect that!"  And then it will turn out that the thing they did indeed affected it.  And they'll go, "Oh.  Oops."

[Briar King]

My mutt split an inch long cut right between his pads on back paw. He was drugged up and is 82lbs so getting him up into and out of my full size truck today was not fun.

[Pestis the Spider she/her]

I feel you. My parents and I don't shout at each other—though sometimes they'll shout at me—but they're the masters of the snide little jabs over everyday things. 

 

I'm sorry you have to deal with that. If I knew how to make it better, I'd tell you, but since I don't, you can always make rude hand gestures at them underneath your desk where they can't see.

Oh, I totally do rude gestures. My phone has seen so many rude gestures, I can't even count.  xD

 

But they do drive me crazy. They are still insisting that I am imagining my depression, because I don't "sound depressed" when I talk to them once a week (oh well). And apparently they think that by constantly critizicing me and shouting at me, and telling me that I gave up, they are supportive. They also said I'm lying to them (I'm not, but I'm not telling whole truth, because I do have self-preservation instincts). They are absolutely ridiculous and ignorant, and I fight with them for my whole life, and now I'm just done. I can't do it anymore.  

 

A good thing is that when I am angry with my parents my depression gets better, because I hate them and not myself. That's a good side of it. 

 

As soon as I am financially independent from my parents (after I finish university, which probably is going to be a year longer than I wanted, but I'll manage hopefully) I plan on escaping somewhere. Maybe I'll just move into another flat in Scotland and won't give them address, or maybe I'll move to Switzerland, because Switzerland seems cosy. But I'm done with these people. I don't want to know them. 

[Kaymyth she/her]

OK, so remember how last week I was complaining in the Pet Peeves thread about open box-cutters?  And talking about how I am exactly the kind of idiot who would accidentally cut herself on those things?

 

No, I didn't cut myself on a box cutter.

 

But one of our big clients has these posters that we send out to their new clientlings.  They're really nice posters made of heavy, high-quality coated paper.  I have to roll them up and secure them with a rubber band.

 

Yeah.  I cut myself on one of those.  Sliding the band on I clipped the edge of the rolled poster, and it sliced my thumb open like a chicken giblet.  It huuuurt.  I beelined for the first aid kit and made it there before I could start dripping blood, unloaded a chunk of antibiotic ointment on it, and strapped it down with double-layer band-aids because OW.

 

It's only the thumb on my dominant hand.  It's not like I need it to work on cosplay pieces this weekend...

 

Oh.

 

Wait.

 

Yes, I do.

 

*cries*

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Oh, I totally do rude gestures. My phone has seen so many rude gestures, I can't even count.  xD

 

But they do drive me crazy. They are still insisting that I am imagining my depression, because I don't "sound depressed" when I talk to them once a week (oh well). And apparently they think that by constantly critizicing me and shouting at me, and telling me that I gave up, they are supportive. They also said I'm lying to them (I'm not, but I'm not telling whole truth, because I do have self-preservation instincts). They are absolutely ridiculous and ignorant, and I fight with them for my whole life, and now I'm just done. I can't do it anymore.  

 

A good thing is that when I am angry with my parents my depression gets better, because I hate them and not myself. That's a good side of it. 

 

As soon as I am financially independent from my parents (after I finish university, which probably is going to be a year longer than I wanted, but I'll manage hopefully) I plan on escaping somewhere. Maybe I'll just move into another flat in Scotland and won't give them address, or maybe I'll move to Switzerland, because Switzerland seems cosy. But I'm done with these people. I don't want to know them.

 

I'm not the only one, then.  

 

I'm not quite independent yet, but I can say that once your parents are out (or at least less involved) in your life, things will be much less stressful. Between Bruce and not having my mom making me doubt every decision I make, my depression has gotten much better. It hasn't gone away, but without the pressure, it's easier to deal with. And, to quote an unattributed quote from Reddit: "Depression's most destructive and poisonous quality is being so cleverly disguised as clear and rational thought." 

 

OK, so remember how last week I was complaining in the Pet Peeves thread about open box-cutters?  And talking about how I am exactly the kind of idiot who would accidentally cut herself on those things?

 

No, I didn't cut myself on a box cutter.

 

But one of our big clients has these posters that we send out to their new clientlings.  They're really nice posters made of heavy, high-quality coated paper.  I have to roll them up and secure them with a rubber band.

 

Yeah.  I cut myself on one of those.  Sliding the band on I clipped the edge of the rolled poster, and it sliced my thumb open like a chicken giblet.  It huuuurt.  I beelined for the first aid kit and made it there before I could start dripping blood, unloaded a chunk of antibiotic ointment on it, and strapped it down with double-layer band-aids because OW.

 

It's only the thumb on my dominant hand.  It's not like I need it to work on cosplay pieces this weekend...

 

Oh.

 

Wait.

 

Yes, I do.

 

*cries*

 

Maybe Redacted, Inc. is actually run by supervillains and they know that your next cosplay costume will actually grant you powers, and so they've engineered events to delay you as much as possible?  

[Kaymyth she/her]

I'm not the only one, then.

 

I'm not quite independent yet, but I can say that once your parents are out (or at least less involved) in your life, things will be much less stressful. Between Bruce and not having my mom making me doubt every decision I make, my depression has gotten much better. It hasn't gone away, but without the pressure, it's easier to deal with. And, to quote an unattributed quote from Reddit: "Depression's most destructive and poisonous quality is being so cleverly disguised as clear and rational thought." 

 

 

Maybe Redacted, Inc. is actually run by supervillains and they know that your next cosplay costume will actually grant you powers, and so they've engineered events to delay you as much as possible?

 

Or maybe I'm just a clumsy idiot who KNOWS she should pay more attention to where the edge of the poster is when I put the rubber band on, because this is actually the second time I've done this. 

[Pestis the Spider she/her]

I'm not the only one, then.

 

I'm not quite independent yet, but I can say that once your parents are out (or at least less involved) in your life, things will be much less stressful. Between Bruce and not having my mom making me doubt every decision I make, my depression has gotten much better. It hasn't gone away, but without the pressure, it's easier to deal with. And, to quote an unattributed quote from Reddit: "Depression's most destructive and poisonous quality is being so cleverly disguised as clear and rational thought." 

But the problem is all the involvement my parents have in my life is paying my rent, talking with me on Skype once a week and forcing me to go back home for 2 weeks during summer and winter holidays. I don't see them more than that, I don't talk to them more than that. The only way I can get them less involved in my life is to stop contacting them all together. 

 

Of course thing ares better now than they were when I still lived with my parents. I would never want to go back living with them, not in a million years. But even though I have barely any contact with my parents they still drive me crazy. I don't even know how's that possible.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

But the problem is all the involvement my parents have in my life is paying my rent, talking with me on Skype once a week and forcing me to go back home for 2 weeks during summer and winter holidays. I don't see them more than that, I don't talk to them more than that. The only way I can get them less involved in my life is to stop contacting them all together. 

 

Of course thing ares better now than they were when I still lived with my parents. I would never want to go back living with them, not in a million years. But even though I have barely any contact with my parents they still drive me crazy. I don't even know how's that possible.

 

Oh, I know how it's possible. If they're anything like mine, they pack all of their annoyingness into those few moments of contact you do have, make sure everything you do involving them is on their terms, and remind you that they hold all the cards. 

[Orlion Blight he/him]

In some cases, dealing with certain people (parents for example) is like an unpleasant chore. It's tedious, annoying, interrupting, and just plain unwanted.

It may change in the future, but right now, I imagine your default reaction to having to deal with your parents is more akin to, "Argh, I have to deal with thks right now? Seriously?" Than a mere neutral reaction.

[Pestis the Spider she/her]

In some cases, dealing with certain people (parents for example) is like an unpleasant chore. It's tedious, annoying, interrupting, and just plain unwanted.

It may change in the future, but right now, I imagine your default reaction to having to deal with your parents is more akin to, "Argh, I have to deal with thks right now? Seriously?" Than a mere neutral reaction.

No, no, no. Dealing with my grandmothers is an unpleasant chore. Dealing with my personal tutor is an unpleasant chore. Dealing with most of people is unpleasant chore for me. I just am this way, can't fix this. But being forced to deal with my parents is a complete disaster. I can't stand being force to do anything + I can't stand my parents + I don't really like people = disaster. 

 

Trust me, my reaction to them is much more negative than you think. They drive me crazy. They are ignorant, hypocritical, illogical, unsupportive, criticizing and overly-controlling. They can't stand the idea that they might be wrong. They can't understand that I do know what I'm doing. They are ridiculous people. And they shout too much.