Y2 D241

I had a moment yesterday morning where I thought I seriously fucked up with the client. Of course it would be my last day on the project, right? I got in and there was an email saying see me when you get in. I went over to his desk and he pulled out one of the reports and started chewing my ass out - "These reports are still fucked up. I sent this to a fucking VP last night and got my ass chewed and it makes me look bad. I am extremely frustrated given the back and forth on these. I am tired of the inconsistencies." Oh man. One report out of six, eight fields out of 1500. Fuck. I didn't argue or say anything back. I just said I will verify the formula is the same. I went back to my desk and looked at the report. It was using the same formula as the other five for the same field. I calmly showed him where I was getting the number from and asked for his assistance as to why it would not be correct for this report. Turns out this report uses slightly different business logic than the other five. Now, he knew this because it's his business. I have only been there three months and don't have the luxury of that knowledge. He explained to me why it would be different and I said I would go fix it. About three hours later, I had it all fixed and ready to go. I worked on some other stuff before I left. I sent him a summary email of anything that was still in progress and apologized for any frustration I may have caused him. I went over to him as I was leaving and these were his words:

"It has been a pleasure having you here. I hope you are available when we start the next project. I am sorry about this morning, these reports have been challenging for both of us. I was out of line for snapping like I did. I wish I had more people with your skills on the team fulltime."

Nice. He even hinted they might have FTE positions open later in the year if I was interested. We'll see if anything comes of it. I think in this case, he needed to blow off steam, and I handled it like a pro. It worked for both of us.

After work I decided to have a little me time. Went and had a manicure and had my eyelashes tinted. People don't get that last one, but I have white eyelashes. A quick $20, 15 minute tint session makes all the difference in the world. I look more awake, alive, etc. It's a cheap quick way to treat myself that makes me feel better about myself. Came home around 7 and called X1. Yesterday I was to transfer money into her account for Child Support. Took us about 15 minutes. She was like "now why didn't we do it this way before?". I didn't answer her question directly, instead I deflected it by saying "well you know the next four will go straight into the kid's account". She then started rambling about something or other. I honestly these days feel sad for her more than anger. Maybe it's just my mind shift, but I know that after June when the kid moves out, she is going to be lonely and I feel for her. Or maybe it's because after seventeen fucking years I only have FOUR child support payments left and I have a higher tolerance for things.

Speaking of women, I got a call from A2 yesterday. We went out back in May. She was the one who stopped seeing me because she didn't feel butterflies. She left a voicemail. I might call her back today to see what she wants. I am also next week writing J an email. I haven't heard from her in a month and she still owes me $2400. I want my money.

That's about it. Watched a little TV and went to bed. Tonight I am going to a karaoke party with the cast. This should be interesting. During the day I am going to clean the kitchen, the cat litter box, and pay bills. Oh and before I forget -- one of my readers and friend had their kid go to emergency yesterday. I don't know all the details as of right now, hopefully he is okay, but do me a favor? Send positive thoughts their way. No parent should have to deal with a kid in the hospital. I am thinking of you all and hope all works out well.