Tomorrow marks the end of a 19-month contract term.
19 months is a long time. It's long enough to get to learn about things, learn about people, learn about process, and learn about politics.
It's been an interesting opportunity, and while every place has memorable moments, there's one I'll never forget. While it may or may not be unique to this field, similar situations have come up frequently enough in my career that I shouldn't be surprised -- though I still very much was.
It started early one morning, about 7:30AM. I was just barely up and about, Ella was waking up, and we were sitting down to have breakfast before getting ready to head off to daycare and work.
Then it happened. My blackberry lit up, and started ringing. It was my manager, who was anxious to have me join a bridge to discuss an ongoing critical issue at work. I was on call at the time, but had left the pager upstairs in the bed.
Pagers are interesting devices. They are loud and obnoxious. They wake people up; they're designed to. Not so good when you have a toddler and wife sleeping within ear shot. So I've gotten into the habit of putting it on vibrate, and shoving it in my pajama pants at night. That way, if it goes off, I don't miss it.
Unfortunately, this morning, I'd left it in the bed because it had fallen out of my pocket. So it had been going off for about half an hour.
After I realized that I'd missed the page, I continued to get Ella's breakfast while I grabbed my laptop to login to work and start investigating what the root cause of the issue was. In the meantime, Ella finished eating, and wanted to play.
Kelly had already left for work and so I had to find something for Ella to do while I worked and joined a conference call.
Of course, everyone knows that the only thing that works in terms of keeping a toddler entertained for any length of time is a television. For this toddler, Dora the Explorer to be exact.
Three episodes later, I was still on the conference call, and the issue was still ongoing. At this point, I let my manager know that I needed to drop my daughter off to daycare. There was no one else to cover.
So, I rejoined the call on my cell phone, stuck my cellular wireless card into my laptop, and hit the road with Ella to go to daycare.
When we got to daycare, still on the phone, I had to quickly hand Ella to one of the teachers, and then run back to the car to continue working via VPN on my laptop, in the parking lot.
By noon, almost 5 hours later, the issue was finally resolved. I was still pretty much wearing pajamas, but I'd at least made it home, taken Lucy for a walk and finally gotten off the phone.