I got a D in Probability and Statistics, how did I get roped into this?

Currently, I’m on a conference call, on mute, listening to a presentation of the new

information about some software we’ve invested quite a bit of our funds. The new functions aren’t too impressive as I guarantee there will be errors like woah for the first month or so. What I’m interested in see is what kinds of active segments (I’m working with a statistical analysis program focused on website traffic and data. Active segments apply as many filters as you deem necessary to the data. So, basically, if I want to know how many people viewed the Circulation Journal site on February 12th who are viewing the site from an edu address in Berlin, Germany I can do that. It’s pretty fascinating stuff if you’re completely lame like I am right now.) different companies are using. Thus, giving me a better idea what I might add or utilize for our own active segments to better vest our time and blah blah blah.

Every minute or so the sound of people entering the call presents itself over the line, cutting

the presenters voice out for a millisecond. I find it a bit annoying even though I was late entering the call, and must have done the same thing when I entered the call.

I’m glad I’m on mute because I’m coughing and clearing my throat often, and it’s not pretty.

Maybe I shouldn’t have eaten that burrito with the extra salsa. Or perhaps I should have added a drink to the order to insure that my breath won’t kill the people I speak with – although I doubt that will happen on a day when my entire department is off to meetings in Jackson, Mississippi until Sunday – as my breath is no doubt destroying the ozone layer.

Perhaps after the call I’ll stay on to speak with the gentleman who is presenting. Maybe I’ll

be able to supply some input into what kinds of new additions I’d like to see in their program, but I’ll probably return to my other work and ignore ‘web analytics’ for the time being. Probably until…Monday morning.