100 Posts!

I suppose I should do something special for my 100th post, but I really can't work up the emotional reserve for something upbeat right now.

Saturday was OK; went to work for a while, rested, bought a 1/72 galley kit and did some assembly work. Sunday was good - a lot more modeling and a leisurely dinner out.

But this morning at work hit me in the face with a shovel. I won't comment on the most likely previous use of the shovel.

I think the thing that is the root of my frustration is that I'm getting paid less than a guy in my group who does no work whatsoever. It takes me longer to explain something to him than it does to do it myself, and it isn't even the case that he can then do that task in the future - if it needs to be done again, someone has to help him again. He can't answer even simple questions from our manager about what he's supposed to be working on. But he still gets paid. He still gets overtime.

It makes it really hard to do my own job.