So I volunteered for some on-call duty tonight. At first it wasn’t an off hours thing. At first it was just needing to validate some data before going home. The customer was running something that would wrap up around 5:00 or so.
When that plan fell through it turned into off hours coverage with everyone needing to log in probably between 8:00 and 9:00. Despite the “call” part of the word on-call, we were told to wait on an email. Right.
Well 8-9 turned into 11:00-12:00, which tuned into 1:30-2:00, which at 2:22 AM turned into we found another problem and now we don’t know when we’ll need you. Still, all of this communication is via email.
So I, being the literal dumb ass that I am, have been staying awake this whole time. If I’d just ignored the whole email communication concept and assumed they would call my cell phone when they need me, I could have gone to bed at a decent hour, but no. Not me. I stayed awake with the gmail app’s notification sound turned on and the volume on my cell phone cranked to make sure I can log in as soon as I’m needed. I’ve been sitting here like a schmuck watching Star Trek Voyager and Archer (the Burt Reynolds episode rules) on Netfix while I should have been sleeping like a normal, non-dumb-ass person! Now I’m probably going to have to take a vacation day or a sick day tomorrow because there is no way I’m functioning on this tiny amount of sleep.
Sonofa…
Inside the Red Head's Head 