lance_sibley: (Schedule - by whitetomb)
I had a phone call this morning from a recruiter regarding a PHP position, and a meeting this afternoon with another recruiter (the one [livejournal.com profile] thefrenchmaid put me in touch with). The meeting went well, and he thinks that he might be able to help given my experience and knowledge. *fingers crossed*

(It was strange, though, how much he reminded me of Eric - between his height, and the fact that he was wearing a brown jacket, as was Eric when we were in Chattanooga. The recruiter is a bit older, though.)

After the meeting, I got home and spent about two hours fighting with Vista. I'd been keeping the list of positions I've applied to in an Excel spreadsheet, saving it after adding each new application. However, I didn't realize that I'd never started by saving it to a real folder on my laptop, and since I'd started it on my desktop and emailed it to myself, I'd been saving it in the Temporary Internet Files folder. Before emailing the list to the recruiter (which he'd asked me to do so that he doesn't submit me for any positions I'd already applied for), I had closed Excel. Now, do you think Vista would let me see the contents of the Temporary Internet Files folder? Of course not! I managed to change the settings so that I could see the files in the folder, but the Excel file was in a subfolder that wasn't visible. (I figured this out by re-downloading the older version from my email, clicking "Save As" and seeing where the save dialog started. I could see the other version I'd saved there, but I couldn't see it in Windows Explorer.)

It took me quite a while to figure out how to get Excel to re-open the version that was in the temporary folder - I was *this* close to just redoing the whole thing. Whew!

(Say what you like about Windows, but at least in XP I've never had to go through that much rigmarole just to find a file. Even the Search function wouldn't find the file. Argh.)

Apart from that, though, I haven't really done a whole lot today. Part of that may have been because I spent too much time making myself look good before I went to the meeting (I think it took me about an hour and a half to get out of the apartment today), and because I left about 40 minutes earlier than I really needed to, since I was walking to his office. It's fairly close, so it wasn't a big deal - it took me about 15 minutes, and it was a nice day. Besides, I didn't bother to buy a Metropass for April.

That actually feels really weird - I think I was even buying passes during my last bout of unemployment, just for the convenience. Convenience is one thing, but $109 is a lot of money to spend when I'm not planning on making at least 40 trips this month. I'll just buy tokens to use when I do have to go somewhere that's too far to walk.

Now for some levity... admit it, [livejournal.com profile] huntingdon, this is how you went to work yesterday, isn't it? Admit it, this is you:



(Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] neoengel, who found the image here.)
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Well, we didn't win.

On the other hand, we didn't finish last, either. I personally had a decent night, with two very good games - 179, 200, 127. That third game was cursed with splits - I had four, I think. Possibly five. (I nearly spared the 6-7-10, though... I just got a bit too much of the 6-pin, and it went behind the 7 instead of hitting it.) And I also missed two easy spares. Argh.

Surprisingly, that was only my second 200 game of the year - the other one came all the way back in September of last year. I'd have to check (yes, I have all of my old scorecards going back to the 1999-2000 season), but most years, I have something like ten 200 games. Mind you, this year had been a struggle until the last six weeks or so.

I almost didn't make it (as should be obvious by the fact that my score was exactly 200), as in the seventh frame, I threw what looked like a perfect ball - and left a 5-10 split. However, I managed to spare it. (Why I missed the lone 10-pin twice in the third game, however, is beyond me.)

We were fifth after the first game with 1110, and thought we had a chance, but alas, we failed to break 1100 in either the second or third game. (I forget what the total for the winning team was, but they managed to break 1200 in the second game, so it was probably something like 3400-3500, whereas we didn't even break 3300.)

In other news... it seems that the Toronto transit workers are a bunch of greedy assholes. Their management negotiated a contract that was very generous - 3% raises each year for the next three years, along with a contractual assurance that they would be the highest paid transit workers in Canada, plus increased benefits... and tonight the union voted to turn it down. (I saw at least one media report that said something like, "There's no danger of the union voting against this...") Which means that my meeting tomorrow may not happen, and I couldn't even go out tonight because they went on strike starting exactly at midnight. (And had I been downtown, I would have had to have taken a taxi home.) I've got a ride for Sunday's meeting, but this is hugely annoying. The TTC already pays its employees an exorbitant amount of money - there are people who make more than I do for sitting in a booth all day and watching people put their tickets in a box. (One fare collector made the recent list of city employees who earned more than $100K last year, in fact.) And now they want even more? Feh! Feh, I say! Get a real job - I slide my Metropass through the card reader in the automated turnstile, anyway, and I buy it from the machine every month. I don't need you.

Getting to work on Monday will be interesting if they're still on strike, since I have no feasible way of getting to Yonge and Finch even if the VIVA system is running. I still haven't tried to log onto my work computer from home since the move, so I don't know if I can do it.

I'm really hoping that the provincial government follows through on their threat to legislate the TTC as an essential service, because I'm tired of them holding me and people like me who don't drive hostage every three years.

And finally, I spent some time last night and entered a bunch of new panels into the Polaris database, and they're up on the website. (I entered a few more tonight, but they're not up yet.) I think that [livejournal.com profile] p_j_k has taken over the position as the team member who comes up with the best panel titles. A few of them were over the 35-character limit, but I liked them too much to change them. We'll just have to abbreviate them in the pocket programme.

Some examples:

This Panel Would Be So Much Better If It Were On Fire (Writing)
I've Got Three Panels And I Know How To Use Them (Comics)
You're Not A Gay Elven Cyborg! (Writing)
I LIKED Vampire Lesbian High School Girls 4! (Literature)

And the prize for the panel whose title is most likely to be misconstrued:

The Climax Goes On Page 75 (Screenwriting)

(The full list to date is here.)

Yes, I think these even beat out the panel at Toronto Trek 17 on Trill social mores... which was called "Hold Me, Trill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me".
lance_sibley: (Eglinton)
Subway worker killed, two injured in track-level accident

I can't say that I'm surprised - I'm only surprised that it took this long for something like this to happen. I often see people working on the tracks while the trains are running - they squeeze in between the trains and the wall to let them pass. Mind you, this accident appears to have been caused by a maintenance platform on a specialized train coming loose, not by workers being hit by an oncoming train. Still...

Service was out between Eglinton and York Mills all day. Naturally, I had no way of knowing this until I actually got to Eglinton station this morning. I was a little earlier than usual, but not enough to make up for this.

I managed to get on the fifth shuttle bus to stop at the platform after my arrival (and even got a seat). About a third of the way up to Lawrence, I saw something I never want to see again:


  • a fire department truck labelled "Decontamination Unit"

  • a police department truck labelled "Collision Reconstruction Unit"

  • a TTC bus labelled "Command Unit"

  • about 50 firefighters milling about



According to CANOE, the workers were removing asbestos from the tunnel walls when the accident occurred.

When I arrived at York Mills, the scene was chaos. It must have taken a good half hour for everyone to file through to the subway platform and get on the northbound trains. I hope they never have to evacuate York Mills for an emergency - it's a tiny station with even tinier corridors, and there was barely enough room for two lines of people to get both in and out.

As a result of all this, I finally arrived at Finch station around 9:40 this morning - a full hour and a half after I'd left my apartment (which is five minutes' walk from Eglinton, which is five stations south of Finch - normally, including a stop at Starbucks, the trip takes me about 20-30 minutes). The rest of the trip was uneventful, but I didn't get to work until about 10:40.

Because of this afternoon's rather nasty thunderstorm, Zak decided that he wanted to leave around 5:15 in case it rained again. Vic had already left, which meant that I had to leave as well. I got on the southbound bus around 5:30, and we got to Richmond Hill... where the fun started again.

Apparently (I was facing the back of the bus, so I couldn't see), Yonge Street was blocked off just south of Richmond Hill Centre, which meant that the bus had to go along Highway 7 and High Tech Boulevard (yes, that's really the name of the street) to Bayview, then turn south until Clark Avenue in Thornhill, where it got back onto Yonge. Again, chaos reigned - that detour probably added an hour to the trip home.

The subway was still closed this evening, but the shuttle bus was much faster (I'm just glad I wasn't on it around 5 or 6 this evening). The firefighters were still milling about, and the TTC Command Unit bus was still there, but the police and fire trucks were gone. I only got home about fifteen minutes ago.

So, to sum up...

Left home: 8:10 am
Arrived at work: 10:40 am
Travel time: 2.5 hours

Lunch: 30 minutes

Left work: 5:15 pm
Arrived at home: 8:15 pm
Travel time: 3 hours

Time spent at work: 6 hours 5 minutes (not including lunch)
Time spent in transit: 5 hours 30 minutes

I was tentatively supposed to be having dinner with [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy tonight, but I keep getting his voicemail. I guess it's leftover stir-fry again... I'm just glad that I bought enough ingredients on Saturday for five days' worth, unintentional though it was (I don't generally need my wok and Dutch oven to make stir-fry... it had been so long since I last made it that I overestimated how much food would fit into my wok). It means I don't have to slave in the kitchen tonight.

Oh, and according to the TTC employee I spoke to at York Mills this evening, they won't know whether the subway will be open tomorrow until about 5 am... so I guess it's an early night tonight and early morning tomorrow, just in case.

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