Hypocrisy, arbitrary enforcement/making up of rules, having to be right all of the time, re-telling the same stories and (not funny) jokes all the time. Take all these annoying habits, put them together in a single package and you've got The Big Tuna. No, sports fans, I'm not talking about Bill Parcells. I'm talking about my boss's boss (and formerly my direct supervisor), who, quite honestly, is one of the bigger pains in my ass, as far as work goes.
Here are examples of each of the traits I listed above.
Hypocrisy - There is a Wednesday meeting led by The Big Tuna where work is assigned to developers. The Big Tuna always preaches that if work isn't brought up in that meeting, it shouldn't be assigned to a developer and definitely should not be worked on by a developer. However, when someone sends him an email on a day other than Wednesday requesting that a developer be assigned to some work, he immediately assigns it. But then, after he assigns it, the developer will be chastised for working on it, because it wasn't brought up in the Wednesday meeting. I'm still unclear on whether he realizes that he's the one that assigned the work in the first place.
Arbitrary enforcement/making up of rules - I love this story. Once a developer finishes writing their code, we have to review the code with the rest of the technical team. The code must be approved by three members of the team: a senior developer, any other developer, and a DBA. The Weasel was one of our DBAs and there was a code review on his last day with the company. The rest of the DBAs were busy with a production issue during the meeting so we needed a DBA approver and thus asked The Weasel, who was available. The Big Tuna, however, decided that The Weasel could not be the approver because it was his last day. The Weasel approved the code anyway.
Having to be right all the time - We were having a discussion about the best way to implement a solution and The Big Tuna was present. As per usual, The Big Tuna had his design idea that he proposed, which was a terrible idea. The rest of the group shot holes through his idea, but he kept arguing for it. Someone else in the group proposed an alternative solution, which made a lot of sense. The Big Tuna attempted to poke holes in this idea while continuing to push his original idea. After much discussion, we obviously started to realize that his idea was horrible and that the other idea was much better. By the end of the meeting he was talking about the good idea as if it were his own, like he came up with it. Priceless.
Re-telling the same stories and jokes - The Big Tuna walks over to you and asks "So, how big was the rock?", to which you are supposed to reply "What rock?". Then he hits you with "The rock you used to iron that shirt". This joke is really hilarious after hearing it two dozen times (I'm not exaggerating).
I have a very specific (continuing) incident involving The Big Tuna that I will post about some day. I expect that to be a pretty lengthy post given the level of frustration it has caused for me and others.
For now though, consider this an introduction to The Big Tuna. I can pretty much guarantee it won't be the last time he's mentioned in this space.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
"One-Step-Closer-to-a-Heart-Attack Night" at the Dome
Last night, the Twins held their first "All-You-Can-Eat Night" at the Metrodome. I was lucky enough to go (with my friend Nate) because my lovely wife-to-be won tickets from a local radio station. The idea is great. You pay $33 for an upper club section ticket and all-you-can-eat hot dogs, nachos, pretzels, popcorn, and soda (unless of course you win the tickets, like some lucky individuals). That's about $12 more than an upper club ticket by itself. And I don't know about you, but I easily spend $12 on food and drink and still leave hungry.
So far, sounds like a great idea, right? Like I said, the concept is great. The execution, however, left a bit to be desired... OK, a lot to be desired.
Before I get too far into this, I should point out (again) that last night was Twins' first ever attempt at this promotion. So, I'm willing to give them a little slack for less than perfect execution. Unfortunately, in this case, "less than perfect" means just downright poor execution. I guess the good news is that the promotion was limited to just a single section in the dome. If the entire stadium had been a part of the promotion, it would have been absolute pandemonium.
In any case, here's how the night went down. Nate and I leave work and get to the Dome about 6:00pm. The first order of business is to get in a line and redeem your all-you-can-eat voucher that came with your ticket for a wristband. The wristband is your gateway to all-you-can-eat, fatty, greasy goodness.
Once you exit the wristband line, you immediately enter another line to get your food. Basically, they open up all of the windows at one of the "Field Fare" concession stands and put all kinds of food out on the counter, buffet-style, and you pick the items you want. There are two or three employee's per food item, trying to peddle their item (some of them more abnoxiously than others).
This is a good place to stop and point out the first big mistake that they made. If you read the Twins' website about All-You-Can-Eat Night, it first lists the items that available to all-you-can-eat customers:
Then, a little further down, it says under the restrictions section:
Now, if they want to say that I can only get two items per trip, that's fine I guess. If you ask me, three items seems like a more reasonable number, but I understand what they're going for with that restriction. The issue I have here is that it says "No more than two items". Nate and I took this to mean, based on the items list shown above, that a drink was considered an item. So, our first time through the line, we each grabbed a food item and then grabbed a drink (at the end of the line) as our second item. We later learned that, apparently, what they meant to say is "No more than two food items may be selected during each visit...". The signs at the concession stand (and clearly the website) are not very clear about this. So, we essentially missed out on an item on our first go around.
So, our first pass through the line took us about 3 or 4 minutes. Afterwards, we headed to our seats to quickly consume our first round of food. A couple of minutes later, we were ready for round two. We headed back down to the line, which was slightly longer, but still not terribly long (it was still only about 6:15). While talking to the guy in front of us, we learned of the two food items thing. After about five minutes of waiting, we were once again through the food line (this time with two food items and a drink) and we headed back to our seats.
Fast forward about 20 minutes (so approximately 6:40). Our second round of food is gone and we were ready to go for a walk to find an apparel stand and hopefully burn a few calories that had just been consumed as well. The first thing we noticed when we hit the concourse was the all-you-can-eat food line. It was insane. We walked approximately 6 or 7 sections in the direction that food line was forming and it was still going. Absolutely nuts. This is still half and hour before the game and the line is that long. And my favorite part is that they still had only the one "Field Fare" location open, serving all of these people. Brilliant.
Suffice it to say, we didn't get in line for another round. Instead, we headed to our seats for the start of the game. After a couple of innings, the guys next to us decided to go for another round of food. Rather than go down and find out how long the line was, we instead decided to time these guys and see how long it took them to come back. Half an hour later, a couple of the guys come back. Half an hour! That's at least an inning and a half, and might have been two full innings. Crazy talk!
At some point later in the game (it was at least the 5th inning, might have been later), I heard someone behind us say that they finally opened a second "Field Fare" stand. It took 5 innings to figure out that the line was insanely long and that people were waiting for 30 minutes?? So let me get this straight. You're going to offer all-you-can-eat junk food to hundreds of glutons like me and you expect the reaction to be so mild that a single window will be sufficient to service all these people without pissing everybody off with wait times? Are you new to America? People like hot dogs and nachos at baseball games. If its all-you-can-eat, people are going to take FULL advantage (have you been to OCB?) This is not rocket-science. Instead, somebody thought that making people wait for 30 minutes for two food items would produce a positive reaction. Back to the drawing board.
I haven't even mentioned anything about the food itself. Going into this, I assumed that it would be the same serving that you get when you buy the food at a "Field Fare". Not quite. The drinks were tiny, the nachos were pre-opened in a tray, and the nacho cheese was served in little cups (like the ones at Taco Bell), which the chips don't even fit in. Not only is the nacho cheese in these little cups, but the cups are just sitting in baskets. They are warmed before being put in the basket, but they are not continually warmed while in the basket. So, by the time I get my food, get back to my seat and begin eating my nachos, my nacho cheese is luke-warm at best. My pretzel is being handled by someone while she tries to peddle it to everyone who passes, instead of sitting in the warmer, so my pretzel is cold and hard when I eat it.
Quick side note: What genius decided that the cup-holders should be at an angle? When my cup is full of Coke and its tipped at an angle, what do you think is going to happen? Again, brilliant.
Bottom line, if Nate and I hadn't gotten there an hour before the game, we would have missed about half the game while standing in line for our two passes at the all-you-can-eat line. So, if you're going to attend an all-you-can-eat night in the future (tonight perhaps), my recommendation is to get there good and early to ensure a maximum of food with a minimum of standing in line. Unless of you course you don't like baseball, in which case, its a convenient excuse for not watching the game.
But I guess I can't complain too much (only for about 1300 words), since the tickets and food was free.
So far, sounds like a great idea, right? Like I said, the concept is great. The execution, however, left a bit to be desired... OK, a lot to be desired.
Before I get too far into this, I should point out (again) that last night was Twins' first ever attempt at this promotion. So, I'm willing to give them a little slack for less than perfect execution. Unfortunately, in this case, "less than perfect" means just downright poor execution. I guess the good news is that the promotion was limited to just a single section in the dome. If the entire stadium had been a part of the promotion, it would have been absolute pandemonium.
In any case, here's how the night went down. Nate and I leave work and get to the Dome about 6:00pm. The first order of business is to get in a line and redeem your all-you-can-eat voucher that came with your ticket for a wristband. The wristband is your gateway to all-you-can-eat, fatty, greasy goodness.
Once you exit the wristband line, you immediately enter another line to get your food. Basically, they open up all of the windows at one of the "Field Fare" concession stands and put all kinds of food out on the counter, buffet-style, and you pick the items you want. There are two or three employee's per food item, trying to peddle their item (some of them more abnoxiously than others).
This is a good place to stop and point out the first big mistake that they made. If you read the Twins' website about All-You-Can-Eat Night, it first lists the items that available to all-you-can-eat customers:
"A specific menu will be offered from among the items traditionally available at the "Field Fare" locations. Items include hot dogs, nachos, popcorn, peanuts, soft pretzels, fountain soda, water."
Then, a little further down, it says under the restrictions section:
"No more than two items may be selected during each visit to the specified concession stand".
Now, if they want to say that I can only get two items per trip, that's fine I guess. If you ask me, three items seems like a more reasonable number, but I understand what they're going for with that restriction. The issue I have here is that it says "No more than two items". Nate and I took this to mean, based on the items list shown above, that a drink was considered an item. So, our first time through the line, we each grabbed a food item and then grabbed a drink (at the end of the line) as our second item. We later learned that, apparently, what they meant to say is "No more than two food items may be selected during each visit...". The signs at the concession stand (and clearly the website) are not very clear about this. So, we essentially missed out on an item on our first go around.
So, our first pass through the line took us about 3 or 4 minutes. Afterwards, we headed to our seats to quickly consume our first round of food. A couple of minutes later, we were ready for round two. We headed back down to the line, which was slightly longer, but still not terribly long (it was still only about 6:15). While talking to the guy in front of us, we learned of the two food items thing. After about five minutes of waiting, we were once again through the food line (this time with two food items and a drink) and we headed back to our seats.
Fast forward about 20 minutes (so approximately 6:40). Our second round of food is gone and we were ready to go for a walk to find an apparel stand and hopefully burn a few calories that had just been consumed as well. The first thing we noticed when we hit the concourse was the all-you-can-eat food line. It was insane. We walked approximately 6 or 7 sections in the direction that food line was forming and it was still going. Absolutely nuts. This is still half and hour before the game and the line is that long. And my favorite part is that they still had only the one "Field Fare" location open, serving all of these people. Brilliant.
Suffice it to say, we didn't get in line for another round. Instead, we headed to our seats for the start of the game. After a couple of innings, the guys next to us decided to go for another round of food. Rather than go down and find out how long the line was, we instead decided to time these guys and see how long it took them to come back. Half an hour later, a couple of the guys come back. Half an hour! That's at least an inning and a half, and might have been two full innings. Crazy talk!
At some point later in the game (it was at least the 5th inning, might have been later), I heard someone behind us say that they finally opened a second "Field Fare" stand. It took 5 innings to figure out that the line was insanely long and that people were waiting for 30 minutes?? So let me get this straight. You're going to offer all-you-can-eat junk food to hundreds of glutons like me and you expect the reaction to be so mild that a single window will be sufficient to service all these people without pissing everybody off with wait times? Are you new to America? People like hot dogs and nachos at baseball games. If its all-you-can-eat, people are going to take FULL advantage (have you been to OCB?) This is not rocket-science. Instead, somebody thought that making people wait for 30 minutes for two food items would produce a positive reaction. Back to the drawing board.
I haven't even mentioned anything about the food itself. Going into this, I assumed that it would be the same serving that you get when you buy the food at a "Field Fare". Not quite. The drinks were tiny, the nachos were pre-opened in a tray, and the nacho cheese was served in little cups (like the ones at Taco Bell), which the chips don't even fit in. Not only is the nacho cheese in these little cups, but the cups are just sitting in baskets. They are warmed before being put in the basket, but they are not continually warmed while in the basket. So, by the time I get my food, get back to my seat and begin eating my nachos, my nacho cheese is luke-warm at best. My pretzel is being handled by someone while she tries to peddle it to everyone who passes, instead of sitting in the warmer, so my pretzel is cold and hard when I eat it.
Quick side note: What genius decided that the cup-holders should be at an angle? When my cup is full of Coke and its tipped at an angle, what do you think is going to happen? Again, brilliant.
Bottom line, if Nate and I hadn't gotten there an hour before the game, we would have missed about half the game while standing in line for our two passes at the all-you-can-eat line. So, if you're going to attend an all-you-can-eat night in the future (tonight perhaps), my recommendation is to get there good and early to ensure a maximum of food with a minimum of standing in line. Unless of you course you don't like baseball, in which case, its a convenient excuse for not watching the game.
But I guess I can't complain too much (only for about 1300 words), since the tickets and food was free.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Daddy Mooshka vs. Baby Mooshka
My son Adam is 2 years, 8 months old. I love that little boy more than anything and I know he loves me too (he tells me so all the time). Unfortunately, he doesn't always like his Daddy. The feeling is mutual.
For about a week now, he only wants Mommy. This isn't really anything new. He gets it in his mind that he wants either Mommy or Daddy to do something for or with him (brush his teeth, put him to bed, make his dinner, etc) and nothing can change his mind. But normally, its each event over the course of a day that he seems to re-evaluate his parent preference. Lately though, he needs all Mommy all the time. If Mommy says "your Daddy can do it", he throws the biggest tantrum. We're talking kicking, screaming, banging and the repetition of the phrase "no, mommy do it". And he continues to cry until Mommy comforts him and/or gives him his way. If Daddy tries to console him, he throws a bigger tantrum. The result is that he ends up in his room because he won't stop his tantrum. Then, when he's starting to calm down, I go into his room to try to talk to him and he closes the door on me and won't stop blocking it until his Mommy comes.
I can handle the fact that Adam doesn't always want his Daddy. I expect that. But it does hurt me feelings some when my presence makes him go into an uncontrollable rage. And admittedly, there have been situations where its the complete opposite, where he wants only Daddy for several days in a row (it seems to happen when one of us spends multiple days in a row with him alone, while the other is off doing other things). I guess its just hard to understand why he has such a strong preference. He really does like us both and is totally comfortable with either one of us. Due to work schedules, etc, Manda and I have spent equal amounts of time with him as the soul care-giver, so its not like his a total Mommy's boy. I guess I shouldn't try to delve too deeply into the psyche of a 2 year old. I'll just hurt my brain trying.
But my frustration doesn't just end with his preference for his Mom lately. I'm also so sick and tired of having the same fights with him. A perfect example is going to the grocery store. He hates sitting in the cart more than anything in the world! It takes both me and Manda to hold his legs and force him into the cart. Meanwhile, Adam is screaming as if he is being abused. And people probably look at us and think we are abusing him. But its too much to try to let a 2 year old run around the busy grocery store by himself (he won't even hold hands), so we're left with little choice. The fact that we have the same fight every time is just too much. You'd think he would eventually figure out that sitting in the cart at the grocery store is just how its going to be. But no. He has to scream bloody murder and make us look like bad parents. Its not just in public, we have the same fights at home too, like about watching a movie, going to bed, taking a bath, etc. Its extremely tiresome.
You know the worst part of all? He's just like his Daddy. Let's just leave it at that.
For about a week now, he only wants Mommy. This isn't really anything new. He gets it in his mind that he wants either Mommy or Daddy to do something for or with him (brush his teeth, put him to bed, make his dinner, etc) and nothing can change his mind. But normally, its each event over the course of a day that he seems to re-evaluate his parent preference. Lately though, he needs all Mommy all the time. If Mommy says "your Daddy can do it", he throws the biggest tantrum. We're talking kicking, screaming, banging and the repetition of the phrase "no, mommy do it". And he continues to cry until Mommy comforts him and/or gives him his way. If Daddy tries to console him, he throws a bigger tantrum. The result is that he ends up in his room because he won't stop his tantrum. Then, when he's starting to calm down, I go into his room to try to talk to him and he closes the door on me and won't stop blocking it until his Mommy comes.
I can handle the fact that Adam doesn't always want his Daddy. I expect that. But it does hurt me feelings some when my presence makes him go into an uncontrollable rage. And admittedly, there have been situations where its the complete opposite, where he wants only Daddy for several days in a row (it seems to happen when one of us spends multiple days in a row with him alone, while the other is off doing other things). I guess its just hard to understand why he has such a strong preference. He really does like us both and is totally comfortable with either one of us. Due to work schedules, etc, Manda and I have spent equal amounts of time with him as the soul care-giver, so its not like his a total Mommy's boy. I guess I shouldn't try to delve too deeply into the psyche of a 2 year old. I'll just hurt my brain trying.
But my frustration doesn't just end with his preference for his Mom lately. I'm also so sick and tired of having the same fights with him. A perfect example is going to the grocery store. He hates sitting in the cart more than anything in the world! It takes both me and Manda to hold his legs and force him into the cart. Meanwhile, Adam is screaming as if he is being abused. And people probably look at us and think we are abusing him. But its too much to try to let a 2 year old run around the busy grocery store by himself (he won't even hold hands), so we're left with little choice. The fact that we have the same fight every time is just too much. You'd think he would eventually figure out that sitting in the cart at the grocery store is just how its going to be. But no. He has to scream bloody murder and make us look like bad parents. Its not just in public, we have the same fights at home too, like about watching a movie, going to bed, taking a bath, etc. Its extremely tiresome.
You know the worst part of all? He's just like his Daddy. Let's just leave it at that.
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