yesterday i was in a web team meeting (even though i am not an official member of the web team and we’ve decided just to call me the bastard child– which was so appropos since they forgot to invite me to the meeting and had to hunt me down to find me since i was accidentally not invited) and we were talking about some improvements we want to make to the site.
one of the things we’d like to do is feature some sort of dynamic content. i offered to do a blog sort of thing about my work day.
“yeah, here i am sitting in my cube again. yep, still staring at that picture of dave eggers. i think i’ll stare at paul for awhile.”
but they didn’t think the words would be enticing enough so they came up with the idea of the jodicam. they’d just put a web cam in my cube and people could come to our site and just watch me work all day.
“if we had a jodicam, the hits to the home page would skyrocket,” john said.
“and we could have a live chat and jodi could chat with people all day,” sonja said.
“and would that sell software?” julie asked.
“i doubt it,” john said, “but people would come just to see the jodi cam.”
sadly, julie put the kibosh on it– since really a jodi cam has nothing to do with software at all– even though i said i could sit and play with the software for awhile and maybe that’d help sales.
ahh, i was thisclose to being a web celebrity.
Explain that they haven’t the foresight to see that software changes, yet the timeless elegance and beauty of the merest nuance of the entity we are honoured to call Jodi will outlast and outshine any programming effort put to silicon.
you are SO a web celebrity.
yeah, compared to my grammu maybe.
Oh man! That would’ve been cool.
Well you have a sweet blog you ARE a web celeberity in my book. 😉
Did you point out that you could wear your bodacious ta-tas shirt and their Web traffic would increase so dramatically they’d have to wire in a dedicated T-3 just for the webcam?
damn! i should have, maybe then i could get a raise.
Well at least you were in consideration.
Me? I post and post and comments, but never get replied to in any of them. Uncouthe Heathen can say something like “Wow”, and he gets a whole paragraph; Two sometimes! Me? I’m lucky if I merit a “shush” or a “boo”… I was told that I could listen to my radio at a reasonable level from 9:00am to 11:00am; Judy in accounting has her music playing loudly all day, and I told my supervisor that if I wasn’t allowed to listen to my radio talk shows for at least two hours that I was going to burn down the office; and I know how. Where’s my red Swingline stapler…
ok thomas, now i’m confused. are you complaining about me or judy in accounting?
I wasn’t COMPLAINING, per se… Merely pissing and/or moaning, really. Take your pick.
Whatever else you were doing, it was in addition to the quoting of one of my favorite movies of all time. Now I don’t hate you so much over that whole girls thing 🙂
“Uncouthe Heathen can say something like “Wow”, and he gets a whole paragraph”
You know why that is?
Hung like a rhino, my friend. Plus, I can lick my own eyebrows.