By the end of a day of work, I'm beat. This is the period of details. I sit there with two documents filled with details and then I try to compare them to a partially completely simulation of the product. I'm mostly down to the details that show up in the product but not in any description (that I can find) of the product. So, what does that option mean? That one, third from the left, second row down..
Whoever wrote the option label knew EXACTLY what the option was intended to do. They wrote the best label they could given the circumstances.
It's a bit like trying to figure what is inside the egg by reading a description of the DNA.
Sometimes, magically, I get it and I'm right. More often, I wander through the company directory looking for someone I know to help me figure out who is the right person to ask. Occasionally, the person I know is also the person I need to talk to which makes everything so much easier.
I'm finding it impossible to think about murders in Ontario or complex politics on a fantastic province.
So, instead of writing, I'm listening to Laurie Anderson and I'm doing jigsaw puzzles (I tried Sudoku but my brain couldn't wrap itself around that).
Tomorrow, I go off to judge technical manuals for a competition.
I'm really looking forward to the 4 days off at the American Thanksgiving. A relief.