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# It starts
I just outdid myself for dopiness. I was playing Civ 3, a game at Warlord to get myself back up to speed after fifteen months of no play. I had just got to the point where the sun really didn’t set on my empire, there was no longtitude on the map that did not have some Russian brown staining it like a rampant spill of militant paint. I had just all but wiped the Chinese off the map with a swarm of tanks and stealth bombers when I decided I couldn’t be bothered moving my transports all the way around a continent just to finish off a couple of cities on another landmass, so I made peace. Just to rub it in, I even gave them back their crappy city in the Arctic.
I had the United Nations because I hadn’t been paying attention and one of my cities built it after finishing the last component of the spceship. Oh yeah, I had finished the spaceship, and no-one else had even started. I was bored, so I figured I’d just finish the game when it asked me if I wanted to hold UN elections. Who did I want to vote for, Alexander or Catherine. Alexander, I vote. Shit! Wait, no, Cath…NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
I was handed a humiliating defeat by myself. What made it even more humiliating was that my score was higher than everyone else combined. Dopey :- )
So I had a good weekend. Technically I should have been stressed because there is no way I am going to deliver the final three reports on time for $project. It goes live on Wednesday, and even if I wasn’t taking Tuesday afternoon off to go see my haematologist, I probably don’t have enough time to do the reports and the functionality. So, as I was saying, I should be stressed, but I made a point not to bring home any work. And particularly not to be stressed around D and tWM.
My Mum told me last week that no matter what happened at the small business Dad co-owns, he never brought it home with him*. Part of what I plan to do at work to make it over into an IT company is to adopt a rule I picked up from XP; nobody works overtime, and when you leave the office you leave the work there. I don’t care what your actual hours are – I arrive at the office at 7.45 and leave at 17.00, one of the other guys arrives at 10.00 and leaves sometime after me. Like many of the other things I do in the next six weeks, I suspect it will be lead by example.
