March 13, 2007

No freakin' clue

You know the coolest part about work these days? I have no freakin' clue what I'm doing sometimes. yes, even zilch. Why is that cool, you might ask? Because it's requiring me to think, to use the mass of gray matter between my ears for something other than storing the names of hundreds of porn stars.

This all came about a few months ago when two of our better tech guys left. I went from being 5th on the list to 3rd...a pretty good jump, considering I did nothing but sit still. At first, there wasn't much change in the ol' job functionality, but slowly things have been getting a bit more hairy...but in a good way. You see, Dear Reader, I made a silly mistake. I decided to "show off" and let the folks around here see what I could really do. And now? Way, way, way more work to do than I've had in the last few years. But. It. Is. Awesome.

I'm having fun again, Dear Reader, flying by the seat of my pants, figuring shit out because no one else knows anything about the backups, or the new investment server, or the old program that our accounting folks want to turn into a new program. This is a challenge. It requires brain cycles be diverted from blog reading and writing to actual research and comprehension and forcing parts into action. I give myself a headache sometimes trying to figure stuff out, but it's a good tells me that the cobwebs are being blown away and connections are again being made.

I like being a "go to" guy again, knowing that when cool projects come down the line I have a 1 in 3 chance of getting it. And now that my Supervisor is being pulled away from some of the technical stuff, my odds are now 1 in 2.

This new found responsibility is kinda like the first time I discovered sex because a) I'm doing a lot of things by myself, b) I'm not always sure I'm doing it right and c) I can't wait to try it with others.

Well, Dear Reader, I gotta seems Mr. Technical Skills Rediscovered has inadvertently shut down an Exchange server instead of rebooting it. Life is fun.