Fault-Finding
Aug. 23rd, 2006 10:25 amIt's a relatively simple system. We have these little cards upon which we document what's going on with a paper. An arrow pointing to the initials of the editors means, fairly obviously, that the paper with the two completed referees' reports have gone to the editors. Simple, right? Seems not, because I get into work and apparently there's this query about a paper that we got the referees' reports on last month while I was on holiday. Seems Michael labelled this paper as having gone to the editors when he was trying to say that it was just ready to go to the editors. But since the paper was labelled as having already gone, of course I didn't do anything with it. So apparently I now have to double-check everything I send out to make sure it all went out, just because he fucked up the labelling system. Whoopee.
Also, Ham-Fisted Editor. There's this series of papers by this one author. I sent Ham-Fisted Editor what opinions we had on these when we had 'em. He went away to think about it. This was months ago. They checked up on this paper after I went home last night and apparently, Ham-Fisted Editor has absolutely no memory of me having sent him this, told him anything about it or otherwise dealt with it in any way. Never mind that I know I sent him the referees' reports because they are sitting in my scanned reports folder on the desktop. And yet apparently, this is somehow my fault, and further proof that I have to double-check everything because people paid immense amounts more than I am cannot for the life of them keep anything straight.
Oh, and the most competent person in the office (and the only one anywhere near my age, I might add) is leaving for pastures new soon. So that leaves me with maybe two people in this office that I actually like. Have I mentioned lately how much I hate my job?
In other news, I spent some time this morning tweaking around with PlayOnline and paying up my Deathgnome for the next three months. Something like £30 for the quarter isn't so bad, though I had to fuss about until I could find out how to change the card details with which I registered, as my old card got eaten and my new card has different issue number, security number and expiry date. So I don't have to worry about it until November's paycheque. Go, Deathgnome! And payday along with new card means I have to start thinking about flight bookings. Ah, quick-plan holidays, how I love thee. Samhain in the US, huzzah! Plus I'm thinking of trying a new little Japanese restaurant for lunch today. So there's always a little silver lining. Always.
And we do not mention Chicago except in the context of "hour and a half layover therein on my way to St Louis".
Also, Ham-Fisted Editor. There's this series of papers by this one author. I sent Ham-Fisted Editor what opinions we had on these when we had 'em. He went away to think about it. This was months ago. They checked up on this paper after I went home last night and apparently, Ham-Fisted Editor has absolutely no memory of me having sent him this, told him anything about it or otherwise dealt with it in any way. Never mind that I know I sent him the referees' reports because they are sitting in my scanned reports folder on the desktop. And yet apparently, this is somehow my fault, and further proof that I have to double-check everything because people paid immense amounts more than I am cannot for the life of them keep anything straight.
Oh, and the most competent person in the office (and the only one anywhere near my age, I might add) is leaving for pastures new soon. So that leaves me with maybe two people in this office that I actually like. Have I mentioned lately how much I hate my job?
In other news, I spent some time this morning tweaking around with PlayOnline and paying up my Deathgnome for the next three months. Something like £30 for the quarter isn't so bad, though I had to fuss about until I could find out how to change the card details with which I registered, as my old card got eaten and my new card has different issue number, security number and expiry date. So I don't have to worry about it until November's paycheque. Go, Deathgnome! And payday along with new card means I have to start thinking about flight bookings. Ah, quick-plan holidays, how I love thee. Samhain in the US, huzzah! Plus I'm thinking of trying a new little Japanese restaurant for lunch today. So there's always a little silver lining. Always.
And we do not mention Chicago except in the context of "hour and a half layover therein on my way to St Louis".