Piped where pipes shouldn’t go
February 07, 2001
unless you’re the kind of guy who likes that kind of stuff, but that’s for you to know and me to never find out. My story. Remember that webpage I made for work? As amateurish and unprofessional as it was, I still made it. The important thing is, I spent time working on it and even worked on it on my own time because I enjoyed it. The quality of the work for this story is irrelevant – had I made the perfect, flawless, most beautiful webpage or something ultra ugly, the outcome would have been the same.
I have been shafted.
Big time.
I think I told about it a bit… about 2 or 3 weeks ago, my supervisor went to some webpage meeting and I assume one of the ‘issues’ they discussed was the new design (of which I thought was a lot better than the old one). He talked a little bit about the meeting. At that point, I thought that my design would be scrapped because UBC has about 2000 miles of red tape and about 1 mile of it belonged to webpage policies.
I was right.
But my supervisor then mentions last week that I should go to another meeting held today and sit in and whatever. Ok, I go there, I find the room after some difficulty, and I listen.
Result: the page that I made is effectively to be stripped, raped, beat, and have its throat slit. It was rather uncomfortable sitting there listening to them speak of what they will do to “improve” the page. Firstly, every page will have a graphic that I estimate to be about 800pixels wide by 200 pixels high. Then, they’ll have a side navigation menu about 150 or so wide. Then their brilliant idea was to use both side navigation AND the icons that I made. That was the most retarded thing I have ever heard – 2 navigational interfaces on the same page. I’d rather they use something they design totally on their own instead of trying to almagamate my fun, cutesy webpage and their professional, clean, cutting edge webpage.
Imagine Pikachu and Alan Greenspan merged into one. Pikaspan it would be. If they said, “Yeah, dude, we’re gonna just delete your page. Sorry about that”. I would have been, “sure… that’s fine.” But the fact that they’re going to take it and modify it to suit the stupid ass UBC policies is like taking a piss on someone after beating them up.
I think I left the impression on my supervisor that I was kind of unhappy about it… well, I actually said to him, “well, I’m unhappy about what they’re going to do…”. It’s totally not his fault. It’s not the fault of those 3 webpage people there too because they’re just doing their job. Who’s fault?
Well actually, those 3 webpage people get some blame because it would have been nice if they fucking told me about the guidelines of webpages for Continuing Studies instead of telling me AFTER I fucking make the thing. Then the blame is with UBC for all the red tape they wrap around the red tape they impose on everyone. Then I just want to say fuck the system because it fucks people like me over.
Anyway, they’re going to do the revisions all on their own, without any input by me. Again I feel bad for my supervisor because he wanted me to go to the meeting so that I can have some input. I pretty much sat quietly listening to them kill it. Goodbye…
So… shafted… oh yeah, my group in an accounting class was accused of copying (we didn’t, obviously)! 2 things – 1 of them, it was partially my fault; another guy was printing out my part and he accidentally picked up sheets from another group’s. 2 – the idiot girl in the group sent her file to her fucking idiot friend and that idiot friend copied her work. I hate group work.
I am bitter.
