DINNER FIVE

So around 8:30pm I’m sitting in the lead programmer’s cubicle. I ask him if I’m needed for anything else before I go home. We’ve all put in a long day to get everything ready for Monday. Monday is the day we’re scheduled to hand over some deliverables to our client. Is it ok for me to say our client is Nokia? Hmm… I’m not sure about that. Anyways, the deliverables consist of a checklist of new features we have to get implemented for our game.

Around 5pm, I’m thinking we’re looking pretty good and I may actually go home on time. Well, that was before we realize the latest build of the game is now completely unstable. Even though I’m finished everything I’m responsible for on Monday, I feel like I have to stick around to see why the game is now crashing all over the place. The problem is narrowed down to a few modules none of which I’m written. I continue to stay because I know some of my code needs to be hooked up with my lead’s stuff. Because of the instability though, I’m left waiting to for this happen.

Dinner is ordered from some sushi place. I get a bento box and some gyoza. It’s not bad but it’s the fifth straight dinner I’ve eaten courtesy of the company. Over dinner my leads tells me there’s really no need for me to stay since other people are on the instability problem.

So, back to the cubicle:

ME: “I’m not sure what’s more sad, the fact I’m here on a Friday night or that I’m going home to read my Star Wars book

LEAD: “Geez

CO-WORKER1: “If you think that’s sad, you don’t want to hear what I’m going to do when I get home

ME: “Masturbate?

CO-WORKER1: “Oh, I don’t have to go home to do that

LEAD: “Tee-hee

ME: “Tee-hee

CO-WORKER1: “Tee-hee

I am really tired now but at least I don’t have to come in on the weekend.

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