Things I Love (Irony Edition).

• when the tech staff of the location for my upcoming school-wide event promises to notify me by the end of February if there are any problems with my tech requests, and then suddenly sends a message (six days before said event and not, it might be added, before the end of February) that it's a big no-can-do.
• when they claim no-can-do on the basis  of something that is patently bullshit (for example, that they never give more than a certain number of something to any one group when I know for a fact that they gave more last year... to ME).
• when such a claim, if true (which I don't believe), should have been stated at the outset when the requests were made months ago thereby enabling me to make alternate arrangements without such an unbelievable headache.
• when this kind of situation impacts my productivity, making it even less likely that I'm going to be where I need to be with my own work by the end of this week, and therefore pushes me into all kinds of emotional stress-related hell that I really don't need right now.  This is supposed to be my break, after all.

I am never doing this particular event again.  I mean, seriously, just when I thought I had managed to surmount all of the ridiculous challenges that attended the event this year (sudden loss of budget, unexpected and unprecedented participation numbers, inability to book during the normal time period because the WPU is under fucking construction this year, printing delays, catering price hikes, almost zero faculty judging involvement, etc.) that did not apply last year... just when I'd thought I was finally in the clear and this happens.

Someone's ass is about to be mine, yo.  I've had it with these people.

Uh-huh.

So, I sent an email to the manager of the Tech staff at the union where the event is taking place.  This email expressed my "discontent" with the situation.  I just received a reply, the substance of which was basically this:

"Oh, you completely misunderstood me; I'm so sorry that I didn't explain fully; there's no policy that says you can't have six projectors if you need them, it's just unusual; and we have six that you can use if you want; but they're not all new and so you might not want to use them; I just thought you might want to bring your own instead; etc., etc., etc."

Yeah, that worked like a charm.  Heh.  Generally I don't like to bring out the full force of my bitch on other, unsuspecting humans, but sometimes it has to be done.  This was one of those times.

And now I'm going to have a beer and get back to my real work.