One might wonder, how did it come to pass that I am in Phoenix? Well, turn the clock back about a week or so.
The week was hellish, not in a horrible everything is going wrong sense, but more of a 'two out of three senior network engineers are out in training this week and I'm the 3rd senior engineer' way. It behooves me to mention that my manager was also out for the week, as well. In toto (is that a word, and not just a name of a dog?), this means that I was doing the work of 3 people in about 3/4 of the time normally alotted to me; 1/4 was allotted to helping everyone else do their jobs.
Now, I really don't mind this too much, but it's stressful. So on Friday the 8th, my boss calls up and says, "What are you doing on June 18th?" Now, I know that there's going to be a Network Management meeting, but it's supposed to be in Schaumburg, and I tell him that. He informs me that, "Well, now it's in Phoenix, so you need to make reservations." I told him, well, that's kind of cool, as my dad lives down in Phoenix and I hardly get to see him.
He then says, "Well that's just in time for Father's day!". I say something along the lines of "GAAAAAH!".
Now, this is not because I don't want to see my father, it is due to the fact that it has just sunk in that I have to get the plane tickets that day or on Saturday, because otherwise I won't get under the 7-day limit. Which also sinks in that I'm going to be in phoenix in 8 days. More stress. But good.
So, now I'm in phoenix, where they really like to run their air conditioning and I'm turning into a popsicle.
If it weren't for the fact my dad lives in Phoenix, I would be terribly grumpy about having to come here for business.