I'M A ROCKSTAR!!

Let me rephrase that, I AM A FUCKING ROCKSTAR TODAY!! 

I've made it pretty clear that I don't love my job.  Well, I used to, back when I had a whole company of fucked up computers and a network that crashed if you looked at the server crosseyed.  My days were filled with challenging decisions and endless questions about how everything worked.  We didn't always have this fabulous technology environment.  I built it.  It took me 3 years and a lot of company money to get everything the way I wanted it here.  Don't get me wrong, we're not state of the art by ANY means, but I have something here that I'm proud of.  Plus, I have job security.  They can't get rid of me and expect that anyone could come in here and make sense of what I have done.  Hell, I couldn't even take 6 weeks off when I had E without someone calling, emailing or texting me everyday.  It's nice to be needed.

Here's the problem though.  Once all the big projects were done, I got bored.  Once they started cutting staff, I resumed some of the jobs I did when I was in purchasing, as well as filing and all sorts of other $8 an hour jobs.  Don't get me wrong, if you wanna pay me 20something dollars an hour to file, I'm ok with that.  The problem is, that's all mindless boring work, which I hate.  I need a nagging phone or computer issue, pushing me to get it done, not filing that can be done whenever I feel like it.  Not purchase orders that take 5 seconds to create.  When I started working here, I came straight out of the service industry.  It killed me to have to sit at a desk all day.  11 years later I still feel the same way.  I hate to be stuck behind my desk.  I like to be crawling under desks or locked in my server room working on a project.  Not much of that going on these days.  Money's short and everyone's so worried about losing their job, they don't take the time to look at virus infected porn all day anymore.  BORING.......

Until today, that is.  The president of the company and my mother, who is the head of one of the sales groups here were working on a huge project for a new customer.  It was online ordering for them done through our buying group.  The customer's logo would not show up on the page no matter what anyone did.  Between our web guy and the buying group girl, they were telling prez and mom to do a bunch of stupid shit and that it was their computers causing the issue.  This has been going on for a month now.  I wasn't involved in any of the process, so I didn't worry too much about any of it.

This morning my mom came up to me with her sad puppy dog face on.  This did not amuse me, particularly since she's been such a bitch to me lately.  All she said was, when you have a minute can you come look at this logo.  I said ok, not knowing which logo she was talking about.  I frequently have to go to her desk and do dumb formatting shit for her.  I get over there and see that it's the website and the one picture is just a red x.  Fuck.....  I'm a hardware and software computer chick, not a programmer...For a reason.  I can't stand that in designing one website, having the slightest thing be off, such as missing a space, can ruin the whole thing.  I don't have the patience for that shit. 

Anyways, skip through me looking at this thing for damn near two hours, then it dawns on me.  I can open it up on my phone with the logo, but not the computer.  The prez can open it up on his computer.  Here it is, A FLASH OF FUCKING BRILLANCE the logo somehow isn't compatible with Internet Explorer.  iPhone uses Safari, the prez goes through AOL's browser on his computer.  I know the web guy uses FireFox.  Who knows what the buying group girl uses (probably FireFox).  They could all see the logo fine.  I open up Safari on my computer and the page loads correctly.  I test to make sure I'm right by downloading FireFox and it works.  Sweet.  We call the buying group girl, because I'm not going to assume the customers use something other than IE and she is quickly able to isolate the problem and fix it.

I AM A HERO TODAY.  My mom's whole department is congratulating me.  The prez called to congratulate me for figuring it out.  The new customer needed his online ordering up today and now we will be able to deliver a product that we're proud of that looks good. 

This is the kind of situation I feed on.  Pressure and unfamiliar territory.  I was about to give up before the flash of brilliance, but I didn't.  It bothered me so freaking mych that I couldn't figure it out that I had to solve the problem. 

Unfortunately now it's back to making purchase orders and filing, but I'm reminded how much I really do love my job, even in these boring times....