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like Sears dropping the Kenmore
Monday, November 5 2018
Today in my Dutchess County workplace, I had my first-ever technical meeting with the other in-house developers for the web projects we all work on. It was mostly just a planning meeting for work to be done over the next couple months. If this were a real Agile workplace (or even a Waterfall workplace), we'd be having meetings like this all the time, but I've been here for something like nine weeks now and this is the first such meeting. Mind you, I'm not a big fan of meetings and I think a lot of valuable time was wasted in meetings back when I worked for Mercy For Animals, but a few meetings now and then just to touch base are important, particularly for someone like me who has so little institutional knowledge.
In other workplace news, I finally got a grip on the modal-window-based insanity that had been plaguing me on a fairly far-reaching ExtJS project I'd been given as an intro project. I'd kept having problems with modals opening unseen under other modals, and all my Google searches proved useless for producing answers. (The community around ExtJS is perhaps fairly typical for a proprietary product, and by that I mean not very good). The solution to my problems was a mix of things: adding the modal to the Viewport and not the View and being sure to call the show() method. Such little things made the difference between a very frustrating half-done project and one that really seemed complete. To figure out the little things I needed to do (using experimentation, since the documentation was so poor) had taken days.
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At the end of the day, I drove directly to Lowes via Route 32 and Frank Sottile Blvd and dragged my non-functional Kobalt chainsaw to customer service. They saw my saw and gave me some noise about how Lowes is dropping the Kobalt brand, which seemed suspicious since Kobalt is the Lowes store brand. It would be like Sears dropping the Kenmore or Craftsman brands. But I was told that if they had still had one of the saws in stock, I was free to trade it in. So I went to the back, found a boxed-up brand new replacement and brought it out to the front. After filling out some paperwork, I was good to go. I didn't even have to produce a receipt (or have them lookup the transaction from 2016). As I walked out with the saw, I kicked myself for having turned it in with its 80 volt battery. I could've had two! Still, I'd done pretty well: I had a brand new saw with, most importantly, a brand new blade chain and bar, and a second 80 volt charger.
Because of the change on Sunday back to Standard Time, I drove home in darkness. It was also raining. There would be no firewood gathering today.
For dinner I had some delicious white bean soup Gretchen had bought somewhere. I added corn chips to it, which proved to be a very good idea even though the corn chips were not very good. (Late July is a pretty terrible corn chip brand.)
I climbed into bed relatively early, and all would've been well had not the tenant in the brick mansion's third floor apartment not texted to say that she didn't have any heat. Based on the conversation that then ensued, I concluded that my draining of the zone on the second floor had introduced enough air into the whole-house system to obstruct the flow of the third floor zone. I would probably have to go there and bleed air out of the pipes. Bloody hell! Initially I thought I could go over there after work, but Gretchen convinced me I should probably go there as early in the day as possible. So I changed my alarm to wake me up at 6:30am instead of 7:30am. The only thing making that easy was the recent transition to Standard Time, which had shifted my schedule an hour for the later.
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