Today, I redesigned. You can't see it, though, because the fucking FTP still isn't fucking working because the fucking IT staff is too busy contemplating their own superficial cleverness to do something fucking useful and in their fucking job description.

Ahem. This has been the situation for some three or four months now. Hence the root of my annoyance.

Plus the IT guy gets on my nerves anyway. He's a smug, self-righteous bastard who thinks he's so terribly clever and well-informed. He might well be right about the latter parts, but while the former prevail, I will never admit it.

At the moment I'm contemplating how greatly he would be improved by, say, the surgical implantation of a flower pot where his head used to be.

He'd probably have better conversation then as well.