Time passes by so quickly when you work overtime. Today I had to confirm with Brian that it was indeed Thursday, and not Wednesday or Tuesday. We realized that somehow the monotonous schedule of driving back and for to San Gabriel and regressing bugs had taken a toll on us. We still like the job though; I hope to come back next summer and work with my coworkers again, especially Vincent and Cool William.
I call him Cool William because at the moment I have to differentiate him from another William, who is just about to get fired. Cool William is in his mid to late twenties, he has a girlfriend who showers him with expensive presents, and friends who shower him with expensive presents, he dresses nicely and is very amiable, he plays BlazBlue and Soul Calibur 4 and Street Fighter 4, and he generally gives off the aura of awesomeness, even when he beats you at a game. He has manners, connections to the boss and many other gaming corporations, and he is very professional.
The other William, whom I refer to as Will (although I never talk with him) is the guy that makes us look good. He eats while he plays games, surfs the internet and takes up bandwidth, plays other games instead of working, and generally acts like an idiot. This week, he was caught sleeping on the job just after his (and my) lead talked to him- by our boss. He downloaded a bunch of files on his personal laptop (which he shouldn't bring because he's not inputting any bugs or viewing any regressions, not that he even has clearance for them) while our programming team was downloading a new build and lagged us all behind. My hatred for him knows no bounds, simply because he's so despicable, and added to that fact, he actually raged at me in front of coworkers and superiors - twice in one day. But I take solace in the fact that everyone at the office hates him, and I would love nothing more than to see him fired on the job.
Today, he called in after lunch because he had been in a car accident, and couldn't make it to work. Problem is, William drives a huge Lexus SUV (not the RX hybrid), and so unless he was demolished by a tanker, there was no reason for him to take the rest of the day off. Not that it mattered though; we finished the new build with ease without William, making inside jokes about his cumbersome behavior and infantile behavior.
Anywho, I'm making a shit-ton of money for a summer job and, tired as I am, I'm still a bit happy that I'm not sitting at home and wasting away. I also got my bass on Sunday; I'll post pictures when I can. For now, the Victory is in for repairs (output jack finally gave in and it probably needs refretting) so this P-Special is my new main.
hooray, summer~