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So 3 days ago, an interfacing application we rely heavily upon, blew the **** up. It is a webservice (not that any of you know what that is). Anyway, my application accesses services in the other application via the web. Well anywho, dude from the other team says hes working on it (3 days ago mind you), about 30 minutes ago he tells me its fixed, and to get the latest .wsdl and regenerate our webservice client to his service (a wsdl is like an xml file, its an interface, that defines the nature of the services in their application). Anyway, so he tells me that and friggin packs up his laptop post haste and Gets the **** out. I generate client from this thing, and Im like whoa whoa, dude. Half the services we call are flat out gone(that was the problem we had in the first place, but he couldnt figure it out and ended up breaking shit further). This shit aint gonna fly. They problem is that breaks our code too. I could fix it, but their shit is so fucked up I dont believe I can trust anything Id be getting back from their services.
He thought he fuckin escaped for the weekend. **** that. I called the fucking executive. i aint getting blamed for shit falling behind (basically were stuck with our shit, until they fix their shit).
He organized a call and got this motherfucker on his cell. The exec asked him, "So are you going to work this weekend until this is fixed? We have lost 3 days because of this." Silence. Then "Well....I hadn't planned on it, but I guess.....if you need me to."
The despair in his voice was priceless. Thats what you get you ****, saying shits fixed then scurrying the **** out of there like a goddamn weasel before we discover your fucking lie.
He thought he fuckin escaped for the weekend. **** that. I called the fucking executive. i aint getting blamed for shit falling behind (basically were stuck with our shit, until they fix their shit).
He organized a call and got this motherfucker on his cell. The exec asked him, "So are you going to work this weekend until this is fixed? We have lost 3 days because of this." Silence. Then "Well....I hadn't planned on it, but I guess.....if you need me to."
The despair in his voice was priceless. Thats what you get you ****, saying shits fixed then scurrying the **** out of there like a goddamn weasel before we discover your fucking lie.