Lunchtime, and over a dry tuna sandwich and a bowl of fruit I am trying to get through the last part of the day before the weekend. I have an absolutely poisonous headache that I am trying to get rid of. It’s probably not helping that I am passing the time before the meeting trying to get Flash files to play nice with the Blue Martini architecture. The Levi’s site evidently does it, but I’ll be damned if ours will.
I had a tiff with our copywriter yesterday about hand-coding HTML.
Me: “Have you started that tutorial on XHTML that I sent you the link for?”
Him: “I never received it.”
Me: “I’ll send it to you again.”
Him: “Ok, I think I did see that, but I don’t see why I should have to do IT’s job.”
Me: “Excuse me?”
Him: “Doing programming wasn’t part of my job description. I don’t see why IT can’t do it.”
Me: “IT? What IT department are you talking about? This is the Web Team – we ARE the IT department. It’s the only way you’re going to be able to update copy in the new attribute area, you have to know some simple tags.”
Him: “I still don’t think it’s my job. I’m not a technical person, I’m a creative. Someone should write some kind of a programme so that I can just paste copy in.”
Me: (getting pissed off at this point) “If ANY member of this team doesn’t consider themselves a technical person, they shouldn’t be here. This is a WEB team, for gods sake, and we all need the technical skills to do our jobs!!!”
*he stomps off*