Saturday is normally not a day at the office, but owing to the tight schedule and the new duties, there will be many of them spent at the office from now until the end of March.
Today was a particularly depressing experience. We found out that the reason "Bill" hadn't shown up for work on Friday, was that he had suffered a stroke late Thursday night.
Bill is only forty-eight years old.
As a contractor, he is also all alone out here in Michigan. He has no family nearby. He had called a friend Thursday night to let her know he was having a stroke, asking her to come over, but she was unavailable, and didn't get to her voice mail for another twelve hours.
Evidently, his next call was to 911.
It is unfortunate for "Bill"; he is now lying in a hospital bed in the Critical Care Unit. It is unfortunate or us, because he is our friend. It is unfortunate for The Company, because he was working on an extremely important bug that absolutely must be solved. Soon.
Was it the stress that got to him? We don't believe so, unless he is one of those people who hide the effects of stress extremely well, for he never gave a sign of it.
Was it his weight? His diet? The loneliness of the bachelor contractor?
We may never know. Right now, we only hope and pray that he is able to recover. We'd like to see him back at work again, playing with the code, doing the things he enjoys doing, smiling, telling jokes, complaining about management like the rest of us.
We miss you, "Bill"!
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