partly: (Killboss)
partly ([personal profile] partly) wrote2004-06-02 02:11 pm

Just... WHY?

I worked really hard (on my own time, mostly) and made the school a web page. I finagled some free web space. I purchased a reasonable domain name. I made graphics, I typed in a bunch of mindless promo junk...

I think it looks good. Nice, sharp, not too many graphics, all readable. I put out the word (at school, too, not just here *heh*) and people have visited it.

So, why, in the name of all that is holy, does my boss call me today and tell me "I gave your name to some people who were here today, they help schools set up web pages."

....

Did I miss something? Did I not already set up the website? Couldn't I have used this info, say, three months ago when I was stressing about things like web space and design themes?

My brain hurts.

We'll see if they call. And if they do maybe they can help with things like... money. The free hosting won't last forever. Maybe they have some space we can use permanently. Maybe they offer better email or something.

I know it's egotistical, but I don't think they will have anything that looks better than what I did. And once I manage to convert it all out of FrontPage the coding won't be so ugly...

Still: Never look a gift horse in the mouth.

Unless it comes from the Greeks. Then hack it into firewood and have a bonfire.

[identity profile] powerpynt.livejournal.com 2004-06-03 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
Man, I know that feeling. An ounce of gratitude goes a long way down one road, but an ounce of ignorance goes twice as far in the other direction. Most times doing the right thing and doing it well has to be all about you, cuz inevitably there's someone waiting to spoil that feeling of accomplishment if you give them an opening.

[identity profile] partly.livejournal.com 2004-06-19 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Ain't that the truth.

You know a complete "I don't like it" would be better then the "ounce of ignorance" (as you so accurately called it). At least it would be an acknowledgment of my efforts.

Still, the boss did mention (as least four or five times) that I did a good job with the yearbook. I would take more credit for it, but the kids did a great job with it. Still, that was wonderful.