Why my co-workers think I'm 'special'
Ever have a moment where you read over what you've just written and realize why your co-workers think you're a little touched in the head? I just did:
This coder is new to me. This means I can't vouch for his development style. I have no idea if he uploads barely-finished dev versions expecting the userbase to do major crash-testing, or if he is cautious and only makes code available right before a stable release, expecting only minor tweaks from the userbase. 3.x could be barely usable or it could be almost finished. Dunno.
Later on...
[module] released an initial, alpha version for drupal 6 this morning. You should assume that it will explode your computer and eat your children, and as such you should not use it for anything mission-critical.
This is what happens when pretty conservative webmasters (and I would most definitely describe my web-tending style as conservative, not cowboy) have projects that
- need to get started ASAP
- are built on open-source software
- can't be completed in-house due to staffing constraints, time constraints, or some other X factor
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See, And This Is Why We Love You
Because seriously, conservative webmasters keep us all from going insane. *smooch*
I've got these weird
I've got these weird unwritten rules for when I'm going to be out of the office for longer than two business days. If it's just a couple of days, I just lock things down, but if it's a full week, I put the site into full autopilot: no changes past rock-solid bugfixes for a week prior, setting up content to rotate in and out while I'm gone, and making sure that nothing will go out of date while I'm gone.
A few people at work have noted that they've become VERY accustomed to this predictability over the past two years; they know good and well if I'm vacationing, I've started my prep work for it weeks earlier.
I've never gotten a panicked web-related call while I'm on vacation. I take some pride in that.
Hah...i couldnt resist.
You *are* special. I've seen your Olympics..now let me give you a hug ;)
You need to not open those doors for me...you *KNOW* I will walk through them at some point.