Another month passed, and one night Kyle came home from work with a very bad cold and a growing dissatisfaction with his new responsibilities.Another month passed, and one night Kyle came home from work with a very bad cold and a growing dissatisfaction with his new responsibilities. It seemed that being a VI was more designing the specifications for programs than actual coding - and he didn't even get to do the actual work on those programs he designed, as they were broken up into sections and given to the "kids" on the third floor to code. I could almost see Kyle's cold get worse as he sat and talked. Finally, I coaxed him to bed, agreeing with his complaints that I was sure were mostly outgrowths of his illness. Next day, I wend to work alone - Kyle's cold, flu really, had not gotten any better with one night's rest. He was told firmly to stay home, rest some more, and drink plenty of orange juice. Around 11 o'clock, I was called over to one of the phone stations. The man on the other end said, "Are you Mr Kevin Athen?" I said, "Yes." "My name is Nathan Dare. |