Ten minutes and change until a conference call that will be very frustrating. There has been a nightmare of a contract signed by my company with a large client, promising lots of stuff that doesn't exist. Last fall i saw some slides made up by someone not on my team to present the capabilities of our implementation of how identity and personal information is handled. The slides depicted something that does not exist, and is actually quite problematic.
"Look," i'd say to anyone i could get my paws on, "do you know if [client] bought with an expectation of provisioning on demand, because we don't do this, and it's problematic with how the current implementation of [the borrowing module] works."
"I haven't seen the contract, " replies my product counterpart and the over-all project manager and the over all technical release manager and everyone else.
Haven't decided if i'm working an eastern timezone day or not yet. I suppose i shall. Yet, ugghhh, not ready. Also, i wish i could spend time pulling out some of my dream memories. A very peculiar landscape. I think it was supposed to be North Raleigh. Land was for sale enclosed in an old gym: a sort of tardis-like trick, to fit so much in a gym. There was a rushing river i waded into and found the current terrible, as if the water was rushing down a 35 degree incline. The lots were all raw dirt, and tiny, and terraced -- but enclosed in the hangar-like gym-like structure. And then the strange shopping and eating areas, and wandering about at early hours....
Oh, mind, your dreams are so weirdly uninterpretable.
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