doodledee

We're finally starting to do some actual coding at work. After 3 months of tiptoeing around requirements gathering, nobody can accuse us of an irrational rush to war code.

I planned on spending the day building servers and getting things ready to go. But before I do any type of cube overhaul, the first thing I do is dust.

The building we're in has some kind of crazy ability to generate dust. I think it comes from the ventilation system or something, who knows. What I do know is that if you dust your desk on Monday, by Friday you have to call MNDOT to come in and plow out an area for your mouse to slide around on. Eww.

So after the dusting I hooked up the machine they gave me to use. It was loud. Super loud. Super... frickin'... loud. Like 10 fans all running at full speed loud. YOU HAVE TO SHOUT TO BE HEARD OVER IT. On one hand it kinda sucks, but on the other, if I turn up the music, I don't notice it all that much.

I feel bad for the lady who works next to me, though. She doesn't even have headphones.

What she does have, however, is an entire sleeve of Thin Mints. A sleeve that I provided to her. A sleeve that - when paired with a sleeve for me - make up the 2003 Thin Mint Eating Contest. (Rule #1: No Milk.)

For some reason she won't dig into her sleeve. I ate mine like a mad man for the first day, but after I went up like 10 cookies to 0, I backed off in order to giver her a chance to catch up. Try to keep it interesting and all that.

I am sad to say that reports of female Thin Mint eating capabilities have been greatly exaggerated.