Web. Ex. Perts.

[tzikeh]

Another thrilling chapter in the ongoing saga of the Web Experts:
WE: Web Expert
Tz: me

WE: Do you think you can have the site ready by tomorrow morning?
Tz: I don't have any images.
WE: We sent them to you.
Tz: :checks mail: I don't have them...
WE: Hang on :sound of muffled discussion: Linda was supposed to send them to you. Can you call her?
Tz: Sure. :hangs up, calls Linda: Hey, it's Tz. Did you email me the photos for AAI?
Linda: Um... I've never had those photos. That was Julia's job.
Tz: :already seeing where this is going: Okay, I'll call her. Thanks. :hangs up, calls Julia:
Julia's Voicemail: Hi! This is Julia, and I'm out of the office until July 1. If you need assistance... :hangs up, calls WE:
Tz: WE, Linda said it was Julia's job, and Julia is on vacation until July.
WE: :pause: So, you're saying you can't get the site ready by tomorrow morning?
Tz: :long pause, which would garner big laughs and involve a take to the camera were my life a movie about how stupid people are, which it well could be: No.
WE: :more muffled conversation: Let me call you back.

:time passes:

WE: The photos are at the print shop. They're gonna put them up on a fileshare.
Tz: Okay. Do you have the address?
WE: 2256 North -
Tz: :incredulous: The *web* address.
WE: :provides web address:

:Tz sets up website and sends the URL to the WE to proofread:

WE: Can you change it so all the colors are the same?
Tz: :desperate for a drink: Which colors?
WE: Well, the name of the garden is green, but the name of the artist is red.
Tz: :closing eyes and wishing for death: The links, you mean?
WE: Yeah.
Tz: Did you visit the artist's web page today?
WE: Well, of *course*. I needed to get the link names.
Tz: :Sighs, explains what a cache is for the fifteenth time, explains how to refresh a page for the fifteenth time:
WE:: Oh! You fixed it!
Tz: :expires:

Comments

[reginagiraffe]

You crack my ass up! *g*

How you keep from killing these people... You deserve a medal.

[laurashapiro.livejournal.com]

Thank you for reminding me why I don't work for clients anymore. (:

[movies-michelle.livejournal.com]

Poor bubelah. The idiots are always with us. And, really, in a world where I can be lauded as a computer "expert" (as I was in a meeting at work yesterday), this shouldn't be all that surprising.

[yahtzee63.livejournal.com]

Good LORD.

[tzikeh.livejournal.com]

I don't deserve a medal - just a raise. A big one. And also maybe a medal.

[tzikeh.livejournal.com]

The sad thing is that this isn't clients - this is my own company. {sigh}

[reginagiraffe]

Maybe a big-ass medal made out of gold that you can sell for mega-bucks. How's that?