Plain and simple. It’s been a long week.
Yesterday was painful at work. There are currently only two of us to answer phones, since our receptionist retired last week. Yesterday morning, the other girl called in sick, so it was just me.
came in from 10-2, so I had some relief in the middle of the day, but other than that it was just me and the phones. And a crap-ton of work. I spent less than 5 minutes on Etsy, if that’s any indication. I actually sat in my chair typing consumer stories into text files from 12 to 4:15. I took short breaks to answer the phone. I’m going to start answering it “Directory Assistance,” instead of “Name of Government Organization Here.” Yesterday, I took no less than 6 phone calls for Social Security, almost a dozen for Unemployment (though to be fair, one guy called three times, and the last time I was really rude to him because… we’re not them and he should call someone else), and one where a guy demanded I find the white pages and look up a business for him (that had the most generic name that there were over 100 businesses with said name in the Twin Cities Metro). I was rude to him too. Because, really, that’s not my job. Answer phones, yes. Sometimes direct people to SSA because there are some overlapping programs and services? Yes. Unemployment and Directory Assistance, however, are not some of the things I am being paid to do.
Class last night was good, though I’m not sure if I learned anything. On break, the professor recommended a book to me that’s all about geography concepts that should be taught to any age group. Next week I’m going early to my Tuesday class and not going to work, so perhaps I’ll stop in to the library and see if they have it. I’m crossing my fingers that my new driver’s license comes before then so I can take the time to change that with the school as well.
Several things have come together with the result of very few of my co-workers being in the rest of the week. This is good, because some of them were really getting on my nerves with the constant demands for more and more piddly tasks to be done for them. Immediately. Because, you know, they’re my only priority. Unfortunately, the co-worker across from me will not be taking any time off, and in the 20 minutes he’s been here this morning, he’s already managed to irritate me. Oh well. At least I get to take a lunch break today. And I’m looking forward to getting together with
and
on Saturday.
I’m not sure where this falls into the Stages of Grief, but where I’m at right now with my Aunt’s death is that I’m having a hard time comprehending that she’s actually gone. It seems so illogical that I won’t see her again on this earth. I can’t really get my head around that, and so I’m kinda stuck there. And it doesn’t really make sense, because I understand that she’s not a part of my life any more and I miss her and I’m very sad about that (some days more than others), but it’s more like… a lost friendship, where there’s always this idea in the back of your mind that you might someday reconcile or run into each other again. So that’s where I’m at with that, in case you were wondering.
The new cat,
and
are getting along pretty good now. It’s been almost two weeks. It’s eerie how similar they are. They look nearly identical, unless you’re looking at their faces head-on. Just like
, he is a huge attention whore (though much friendlier and not afraid of people), is quite whiny, adores food, loves to play, and like me, loves to sleep.
, however, is quite long and lanky and we’re trying to fatten him up, which
doesn’t appreciate or understand. It’s not that we don’t love her and that’s why she doesn’t get the wet cat food, it’s because she’s already a chunky-butt. Oh well. He hasn’t fully adjusted to the new cat food either, so that’s been, ahem, fun. Maybe I should post some pictures? (Don’t remind me that I should probably post some wedding pictures too.)
We bought some bamboo and a vase while at Ikea this weekend, and I finally brought it into work today. It’s supposed to make me calm (my idea), or make me lucky in health, happiness and wealth (says Feng-Shui). I’m still trying to make my cubicle ideal (though some could argue that there’s nothing ideal about a cubicle), and while I keep making improvements, I’m not satisfied yet. I’m not sure what to try next. I’ve got pictures, plants, a new filing system… The co-worker behind me has a zen sand garden thing. I used to have fish, but that was more work than it was worth. If you’ve worked in a cubicle, do you have any suggestions? And not the normal stuff I can do a Google search for, but things that have actually worked for you?
Speaking of plants… on Tuesday when I gave blood (I thankfully didn’t have to take Advil this morning when I got up, because my arm only hurts slightly today, unlike yesterday when I had to swallow a yelp while getting ready to shower), the lady gave me a small (12oz) bottled water to drink with my Lorna-Doones (my treat of choice when giving blood). It’s Dasani. I’ve gotta say, it tastes so bad that, even though it was free, I couldn’t bring myself to drink any more than the first gulp. But I brought it back to my office, thinking… I’m not sure what. I’ve been using it to water my other plant, and I almost feel bad about making it taste the crap-tasticness of Dasani. On the bright side, now I know for certain which of the two main bottled waters (Dasani and Aquafina) it is that I don’t like. I couldn’t remember, and wasn’t will to spend $1.50 to find out.
Is it TMI* to refer you to this post of Pickled Beef, ask you to scroll part-way down to the “Daily Hoop Conversation,” and say that I could totally see
saying the same thing? Not that he’d take a nap at 9 at night. Of course, probably pretty much every guy would likely say this to their significant other, so perhaps it’s not TMI*.
*TMI: Too Much Information
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