This morning I have received a dreaded news of my life time. Project One was reviewed by the IT people and they would like to take my project and integrate it to the main database of the company. That way, I will no longer have control of this project. I felt so sad. I put my heart and soul into this baby and these people want to take them away...
And the project manager (not from IT) told me that the baby has grown to a big girl and she has to marry (married into the main database). The aneurism he used was pretty close to a feeling of this happening. Imagine you having a loving daughter that you have to give her away...
*sob* *sob*
6 Comments:
At 5:52 PM, ashotiwoth said...
At 11:02 PM, KEF said...
I believe if you actually get credited as the father of the idea, I believe whatever other's do would be an improvision of your idea...
I believe that's more flattering...
At 11:07 PM, Jaselee said...
At 12:24 PM, ashotiwoth said...
ask for it la.. :D
At 3:01 PM, purple girl said...
At 10:47 AM, Jaselee said...
She'll change her name today. She'll make a promise and I'll give her away. Standing in the bride-room just staring at her. She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not sure. I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl." And she leaned over... gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there. Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair. "Walk down the aisle, Daddy - it's about time. Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!"
And the irony of that is that I already felt so sad. Imagine I have a real daughter...
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