I’m sitting at work listening to Molly Hatchet -One last ride- and when the girls walk past they give me strange looks. -I hope it’s the music.
Did you know that the Jetpack visual editor automatically take the first line from your post and makes it your post title? -Neither did I until I started typing this.
I paused to think about this post and this god forsaken editor put it’s own title back up. –Fuck it. I’ll keep the bloody thing.
I got caught up on the changes the boss wanted. Now I’m typing this just to clear my head.
I have glasses designed for use with computers, but after spending five hours without having the good sense to take a break is taking it’s toll.
My brain feels like it might explode, my eyes hurt and it’s my own damn fault. I have eye drops and Excedrin and I can take a break anytime I want to. But I got lazy and didn’t do all the things I needed to do over the last three days, so now I’m pushing myself to finish everything I promised I’d finish by today.
A while back ee hired an “expert” to build a new website. He was recommended by a friend and claimed to have done a bunch of other sites, but never said which ones.
He got us for $3k each to do three sites, then $700 a month to promote them. Needless to say it was pure bullshit.
After 6 months he could never prove we got a single link from anywhere except those free link lists that his people posted to. Beyond that we never got any hits on the sites.
He hired a low bid Indian firm that was a production line operation that didn’t give a shit if the sites worked or not, just as long as they looked pretty. Because that’s what the average customer looks for in their first company website.
As a result I still have to edit some graphics and rebuild one website from scratch, but I can do that late tonight.
I can’t even blame the bosses because I believed my friend and went along with it.
I figured, if nothing else, we’d get some professional graphics out of it. I was wrong on that count too. I wanted to believe them, because I’m good at making Google notice us, but I’m not very good at graphics, or original designs.
Oh well. We blew our web development budget and got nothing to show for it. That’s life.
Now I have to get back to work on the changes the boss just texted me.
At least it’s cold and wet outside so I won’t mind staying in and working.