Immaturity

After one particular person read this blog, she responded by saying that I was very angry. She told me that I was immature, that I was like a typical, angry teenager. I believe that this was primarily in response to what I wrote in my rant about web design. Honestly, at the time that I wrote that entry, I was infuriated.

See, my job is to create web pages for a particular department of the school. This department used to have a web page, but it was old and didn’t look very nice, so I was hired to redesign it. I’ve done my job, but in order for anybody to see this web page, the school’s web page has to link to mine.

The problem is, the school’s web master refuses to link up to mine. She claims that my site is a travesty, and that it does not conform to the school’s standards for “official” school web pages.

So, now I had more work to do. I go about making the web page conform to the school’s standards, including ways to contact the web master (me), adding links back to the school, and making the web site more accessible to the disabled.

We again request approval of the site, but she very rudely says the same thing. In fact, my boss was unwilling to retransmit her message to me. I was informed, however, that it was a completely unconstructive rant and did nothing to help me in my quest to conform to her hypocritical standards.

So, we try to contact her, to ask her what, exactly, she finds so appalling about our site. The only thing she replies back with is a link to the World Wide Web Consortium. Keep in mind that I’ve been using the W3C to validate every page on my site, and that every page on the site has a “Valid XHTML 1.0” banner on it.

I’m not alone in this, either. She is notorious in the school for being a prick. My old boss, who also wanted to create a web page for his particular department, went straight to another department to host his web page once he saw her rules.

The worst part is, the school’s web page, which is under her control, does not conform to the standards that she sets out for everyone else.

Maybe she just hates me, though. After all, she was the old web master of the web site I am now managing. Maybe she just has power issues, and wants to still be in control.

So, I hope that clarifies things a bit. I’d hate to let my rantings to unjustified, and have them automatically shovelled off to the lunatic section of the Information Super-Highway.