Buys me a bit more time in finding another job which has been pretty slow going thus far and I still maintain the caveat that I can leave whenever I find another job.
It makes me feel good that they are clamouring to keep me for as long as they can at this point (and some things will change in the department in September) but I also hate that it means I have to keep training the woman who took my job because it is slowing down my daily work routine. Sometimes to the point where I curse the entire scientific law of inertia.
But I gots to pay the bills!
I honestly and truly feel for you guys. I had to fight hard for this to happen because it meant all 15 people in the office had to get it as well and they thought that 2003 was the pinnacle of awesomeness and argued with them about it at length. I’ve been tasked with giving everyone 10 mins with me who wants it to learn the basics. Which is hilarious because otherwise, they’re not really keen on giving me any responsibility beyond being the Queen of Name Tags [name they gave me, ugh].
So there was A LOT of apologizing on her end and a semi-concession that I was the one with the actual know-how to do this project but I still couldn’t get past the fact that she was handed something hurriedly so she turned around and did the same to me, hoping that apologizing later would be enough.
She gets points for sincerity though.
When we moved onto another topic, she took issue with my calling her “picture header” as dated and looking like clipart (but it does!) so maybe I lose points but seriously, this set up looks like a toddler set it up.
This project that I previously alluded to requires that I know the ins and outs of FIPPA - Freedom of Information and Protection of Privacy Act.
Luckily, I already do because of my last job but no one in the office is up on it so I have to give a talk to them about it regarding our records specifically and so I can finish the digitizing project without unnecessary interruptions.
It is exceedingly hard to translate legal-ese into layman’s terms for a handout regarding the topic without just typing in big letters “Don’t do anything you were doing before. Just do what I tell you to do. The end.”
But I digress.
Views on my way to work.
They asked me today to submit all the vacation I would like from now until the end of summer. Since I have no plans, and just take a day here or there for 3 day weekends to go home, they said I didn’t need to in the beginning. But today I absolutely had to. So I just sat here with everyone’s calendar open and booked around things though trying to take advantage of holidays. Just made stuff up.
Thank GOODNESS I remembered to take a day off for this* even though it’s a Friday evening. Too bad. Maybe the people I’m going with will arrive well early from Ottawa!
*Oh, I didn’t mention I was going to see Jeff Mangum? My bad. That’s right, be jealous.
things I said inside my head today, and it’s not even 10am. Ugh. I have to give a ‘talk’ at our bi-weekly meeting in an hour on how filing/records work. I’ve been allotted 5 whole minutes. Yay?
Often in my job I have to collect student information to write bios for donors when they receive scholarships/fellowships/etc.
So I get a lot of CVs and resumes to use to mine information from.
Some of them are really poorly done and it takes every ounce of my being to not go all reformat on their asses before I hit ‘print’.
Appropriate; I would like to do this to someone right now!
I’m oh so glad I came into today.
Surprisingly, my apartment is in better shape than here.
I was emailing my Ma and told her that the paycheque wasn’t worth this (among other things) and she said what about the bills? Without even hesitating I responded “I, for one, look forward to the Zombie Apocalypse wherein bills will become unnecessary.”
C’mon undead! I’m pullin’ for ya!
Off-site and away from a computer with a stop over at an office open house.
I don’t think I learned anything more than I knew yesterday from the rest of the team, so, you know, it was totally worth a day of time.
But, we did get lunch and snacks and it was a lovely board room 3 minutes from my apartment. And I got home early.
If I hear the term “hot shot”, “ex cetera”, or Chile pronounced “Che-lay” one more time, I will cut a bitch though.
It didn’t go horribly, but could have gone better.
Just because my expectation and your expectation are different, that doesn’t make me automatically wrong.