That's one tough swordfish

So yesterday we got the word that the hours cap had been lifted and we needed to finish by a week from tomorrow. Well, having officially assigned this project zombie status, naturally things immediately change. While the project is not suddenly the fresh, young swordfish we always hope for, we got the word today that everything we thought we knew is wrong: changes in the production parameters mean we'll be here a while past next week's deadline. Not sure how long, but the swordfish is off the deck and back in the water.

Return of the Zombie swordfish

The project continues to stagger along, dead on its feet but apparently unaware of its own death. Definitely not the strong and vibrant swordfish we all love to see.

I may kill this fucking project myself

Sometimes, a project just won't die. Long after it has ceased to be interesting -- scratch that, it was never interesting, let's not kid ourselves. Try this -- long after anyone was willing to continue doing this particular thing for a living, the project nonetheless refuses to die. Often, a swordfish with lots of life left is a good thing. That's great when it looks like a project might go on for months. A little security is a good thing. But when the swordfish is just a zombie, staggering from week to week, and you find out each week about Wednesday that yeah, you have a job next week, that's a serious pain in my ass. Naturally, there is a big project starting next week, same agency that is running this project and, you guessed it, this project is going to run one more week. Just long enough to keep us off the other project, which should go until the end of the year, with more overtime. Now do you see why I hate this business? Before you start in with the "do something else, then" BS, please refer to the title of the blog. If I want to bitch, I'll bitch. You just shut up and read.