Thursday, 22 March 2012


Some days, it's pretty tough to work up even a teeny, tiny bit of caring for the work that an engineer does.  This is one of those days.  On days such as these, I will go through the motions.  I move lines around on the screen much like any other day.  And I listen intently to the myriad of complaints and concerns on the work that I clearly fucked up on.  But I don't care.  There is no passion to my line moving.  There is no more than a polite smile for the jagoffs deriding my work.  Getting angry would mean I cared on some level.  But I don't.

So, on days such as these, while I'm drafting away, I may notice certain errors on drawings.  Nothing important.  Nothing consequential.  But it's wrong.  And I know it.  I should fix it.  But I don't.  Each of the drawings gets reviewed by every member of the engineering office before they get released so I roll the dice that they're lacking any real passion to check prints.  Similar to how I lacked any real passion to update the drawings.

So we'll see how it goes.  I imagine some of the items may get caught.  And some might go by unnoticed.  I don't care.

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