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2006-04-12 - 8:45 p.m. Lightning, but no thunder Good news things at work today. Convinced my analysts their design wasn�t broken, shook things and they didn�t break, and scraped together funding for something my team desperately needed. Yet, for all that, I feel almost invisible and underappreciated some days. No one sees the coming in at 5 am to spent three plus hours of sorting the madness of money � a subject so complex at my institution that my supervisors have started sending people to me for briefings, damn them. It�s their frickin� job. But, everyone stops listening as soon as I say we�re under budget. Everyone else wastes time bothering my team while they�re doing fun stuff while I let them do their job, while I complete the tedious prep work so my team proceeds smoothly to the next task. Tough to be a fire prevention gal in a firefighter culture. Ah, it was a slightly frustrating status day. Two of my colleagues � whom I treasure working with by the way � presented all my issues and accomplishments while briefing my management because the information was so crucial. But, I felt undercut. You know, the huge problem I found and solved in under 5 weeks? California and back in 36 hours? Insane overtime, rederivation of entire attitude estimation processes from first mathematical principles (Terrshee, statistics did get Apollo to the moon and are very useful. I promise.) cause the people I pay to do that were too busy? All the details and independent analysis, all the facilitation to get it fixed? Presented to my management as X and Theo did a good job on this. Good job? Y�all wouldn�t know about the fucking problem except I spent one Sunday reading through the analysis y�all considered too pedantic too review because you�d gotten the verbal summary. Good job? I was the one who brought it home, boys. But, when I stood up to talk, the response was �Yeah, yeah, they covered this.� I felt like my thunder was stolen. And, I can�t see a way to address this sort of thing with my colleagues or management without sounding petty. Some days, it is difficult to vuln. An interesting mood when tomorrow is Maundy Thursday. � � Scribble to Theo previous - next �