A quick note on wiring

They're currently working on installing a brand new, shiny phone system at my office. They were supposed to be done two and a half hours ago, but I think they're having some trouble sorting out the ancient, decrepit system of lines with which we currently operate. The problem, I keep saying, is that I'm pretty sure our entire office building was wired by squirrels - squirrels outfitted with little collars and released into the walls to drag wires wherever their little furry brains felt was the quickest route to the peanuts some technician was holding at the phone jack or outlet.

You should hear my theories on how they ran the ductwork.

M.F.P.E.

Anger? Or total despair?

I spent the last two days drilling. I was outside in temperatures near 100 degrees, with heat indices of 105 one day and 108 the next. I was also wearing a Tyvek suit most of the time, which is a bit like being dressed in a Ziploc bag. It was MOTHEREFFING HOT, is what I'm saying. I don't think I have ever sweat so much in my entire life. But hey, we got the job done!

Except that today, the lab called to tell me only one of our sample shipments arrived. The other half of the job? Lost by FedEx. And now, 24 hours later, in the middle of July, on a day where temperatures have reached 100 degrees, the samples are also ruined.

And so, all that work and suffering? Yeah. For nothing. We'll have to do it all over again. In, like, two weeks.

Not cool, FedEx. Not. Cool.