For Fuck’s Sake

Remember I was wondering whether it was me or Simon who was being a cunt? The answer has been displayed amply today…

Instance 1:
Over the weekend a bug was found. A seriously relevant bug that meant new users couldn’t register on the site. Primarily my fault, but with other bits that were Simon’s fault. I fixed the problems with my stuff late on Sunday, and because I wasn’t going to be in ’til 11am today, sent Simon an email saying “I’ve fixed the basic fuck-ups – can you sort it out and put it up to the demo site that I don’t have access to from home?”. When I got in at 11am(ish) I checked with him whether he’d done it.

Oh no, I didn’t look at my emails at all

So it still wasn’t fixed. Cunt.

Instance 2:
The stuff I’m working on at the moment and rewriting in its entirety is a big section. So I’d said to Simon “don’t do anything to this section, as I’m working on it and re-doing everything so it works better”. This morning, lo and behold, he’s done changes – to the old version, before I got my hands on it – and re-loaded it into the system. If I hadn’t backed up everything on a USB stick as well, I’d have lost two days work. Cunt.

Instance 3:
Related to Instance 2, the rewrite is throwing up major problems. I explain this to him.

“Oh, well you can’t change that, or the way it’s written, because it’ll screw up the other stuff I’ve been doing.”

So the stuff he’s doing doesn’t fit in with the standards we’ve agreed on.
Cunt.