One of my coworkers (a contractor as well) was let go today as he left for lunch. He could be a nice enough guy, but he just didn’t take any pride in his work. I, and several others besides, had been working with him constantly on his incident tickets: getting all the needed information, contact information, accurate and concise description, going through all the necessary troubleshooting… It just seemed like after about 2-3 weeks on the job, he stopped caring altogether. There were complaints about his tickets, questions on his reasoning for absenteeism, and a bad habit of lounging sleepily in his chair. I guess all these things kinda hit all at once: he had fallen asleep and snored for nearly 30mins yesterday after I had left for the day, he got two complaints on his tickets today and emailed the boss saying that he was going out for the rest of the afternoon because he was up all night doing some home improvement in the bathroom and “felt like crap.” In spite of all this, I feel bad for the guy. I mean, he is a bright, intelligent guy – all that was required was to try. Once the news had hit the rest of us, it was best said that he “cooked his own goose,” referencing a quote from our ‘ISCSC Famous Quotes’ board that I will have to explain another time.We started early in game tonight. We gathered one last time in Newton Movalpolis and went after the pet bats. The experience had really started to fall off now, and once Amelisa dinged 56, we decided to try out a camp in Aydeewa Subterrane. This would put us against Qirirn Entrepreneurs (Rat People – imagine a furry Jar Jar Binks with a longbow). They were a little over our level. Our resist rate sucked, which made for really long fights. What saved us from dying was the fact that these mobs were rangers: they attacked with ranged attacks only. These attacks are not only rather slow, but don’t interrupt casting magic. We’d throw up Stoneskin to negate damage for a time, blast it with a volley of spells, Ame would lullaby it and get it to sleep while we rested for MP. The going was completely safe, but slow. The silver lining was that, because the fights were so long, we were able to catch up on our skill ups that we’d been missing while growing fat on fast experience the past few sessions. Before the night was out, we’d made a decent chunk of experience, and all but Talon had capped skills, and he only missing a level of dark magic skill. Many of the Qiqirn dropped almonds, which are ingredients in a nifty mage food that we might try out sometime.
DeAnn and I have been neglect in our house duties during this past week, so we’re probably going to camp Fafnir in game tomorrow night, if we log in at all. I’ll give notice to Talon and Ame on the forums of the change in plans. The dirty clothes have become self-aware and are plotting against us with the mountain of dishes and the scuzzy sinks and toilets. >.>;
