No One Really Tells You The Hardest Part Of Getting Older

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76. Tell it, Sister!

I got so tired of it, I finally had a melt down in one of the "big wig" meetings! I'd been tasked with finding a way (and writing the code) to ensure we could get up and running quickly if we had a complete server meltdown of all our courses. Basically, it was in the good old days when we could do frames... but no one was applying them. I married frames to the courses and found little shortcuts to marry that would (and eventually did) have a whole school up and running again within 2 hours of a complete server meltdown.

During a meeting of big wigs to discuss what went wrong and right, a contractor from another company tried to take credit for MY work. He'd always been trying to do that in little ways since he'd started there... but this was such an accomplishment I was not going to have it. Since I already assumed he'd try to do something like this, I came prepared to the meeting with a full Powerpoint presentation of what I did and how it was accomplished from start to finish. THIS time the man looked like the fool he actually was. Didn't earn me anything more than a presentation coin and a small raise in my salary from my company... but it felt good to stand up for myself and see him shrink in his chair for once.

Since I was forced into retirement, I've heard that on more than one occasion he's been asked to several things and has had to say Sorry, but only Sandy knew how to do that. I'm sorry my "kids" (soldiers) have had to do without since I've been gone, but the higher ups also know where I am and know how to reach me for telework... all they have to do is swallow their pride and ask. They denied me the ability to telework pre-covid and forced me into retirement instead... even tho no matter where my butt was sitting, I was still doing all my work on Wifi. No one ever said the DoD made sense! (LOL)