My 8 hours at work.

I give my 8 hours everyday, for 5 days a week to work. That does not in anyway imply that I actually do work which is related to my job. This being tricky, allow me to explain. I spend atleast 8 hours on campus and mostly on my desk, but if you keep count of the number of minutes that I actually do stuff for which am paid for... Well lets not keep count. Reminds me of Office Space (I love this movie where a real life software engineer's exciting life is potrayed) where Peter is asked about his work schedule by the consultants who are hired to lay off people. And his reply to that is, "Yeah, I just stare at my desk; but it looks like I'm working. I do that for probably another hour after lunch, too. I'd say in a given week I probably only do about fifteen minutes of real, actual, work." Yeah, thats me.

To make things more exciting, I have colleagues who pass on the mantle like trained runners. You see since ages ago, by some clever manipulation on the part of my manager, I managed to somehow acquire ownership to this particular component. I can't even blame my misplaced enthusiasm (which usually gets me into trouble) for this. Since then, people have taken to blaming my code for all their problems like everyone in the world likes to blame Microsoft. "The printer's not working? Stupid Microsoft Windows. Oh, its raining outside, Stupid Microsoft Windows!". I just had one of them walk by my desk, point to the exact line in the code and tell me "hey, you need to add this to your code" (I swear this was exactly 1 line which was equivalent to printing something on the screen). And I go, "Sure, its a one line fix, why dont you add it because your tests need it", to which the response was "Oh mmm. You should add it. You see I don't understand your code so well". Ho hum!

Maybe I should be paid more.