Tomorrow marks the end of the first three weeks at my new
job. I am bored.
Don’t get me wrong, I actually like the new job. I just already know it. Like pretty much everything about it. I have done this kind of work for years, and
but for a couple little tricks and local policies, this is the same job.
The cons:
The new office location is in the basement of a really
wonderful building. Truly, the
architecture is wonderful, the grounds are wonderful, the artwork is wonderful.
I just don’t have a window to see any of it. And worse, the basement means zero
cell reception. So while I can connect
to the network and have internet on my personal device, I cannot receive any
phone calls or texts. None. Which meant
that I changed all the emergency numbers for my kids’ schools to my actual
office number and I now receive all of my school notices for things like PTA
meetings and basketball games to my work voicemail. The upside is that I have visual voicemail so
it gets sent to my email to listen to or read.
The downside is I have visual voicemail so it gets sent to my email to
listen to or read. It is funny that the same technology cannot enter TWO
numbers at the school in case my child is bleeding to death, but it CAN call me
17 a day to remind me that my child needs a good night’s sleep. Basement
location is a con.
The new office is super friendly. Which means you say hi to everyone. Every six seconds or so. We have a bell the
clients can ring if, for some strange reason, we did not see you standing
there, saying hi every six seconds. And more than a few people we have already
said hi to think that ringing the bell is just sweet, like a noise that we
would not find annoying because, well, they said hi while ringing it. Super friendly like, and often while giggling
about ringing it to begin with. Three
weeks in, and you would not believe how many people ring the bell when we are
actually talking to them.
The work never changes.
There are no problems to solve (but for the little bit of learning curve
already mentioned). It is the same thing, different person. Truly it is the same questions, the same
logic, the same concerns. We babysit
everyone, and (see above) they are super friendly about it, but really, three
weeks in, and unless there is some specialized type of something that comes up,
this will be it. Every day. Forever.
There is not enough work.
I know that this should not even matter, because I make the same money,
don’t have to fight for parking, have a computer, nice coworkers, music to
listen to, a fan on my desk, and a cool stapler. And a friend pointed out to me
that maybe I just forgot what a normal workload looks like, because it had been
so long since I had had a normal workload, that this just might be what people
who have regular jobs do. Like they go home at the end of the day with a semi
clean desk and having accomplished some things, and then the work just
continues without being fucking stupid busy all the fucking time (clearly I
still have some resentment about my last job). But I feel like I could use a
little more work to fill my day. Even if
it was just more of the same, just a bit MORE would be good.
I see military officers all day. Like fit, hardworking military officers. Sexy, hot, funny, intelligent military
officers. This should not be in the con
section, right? Um, yeah, they are all really young, relatively arrogant, and
taken. Yep, married/ engaged/ GF/ BF/ committed. So eye candy, but not a single actual
prospect for dates and stuff.
The pros:
It is not my old job.
I have plenty of time to update my resume and apply for
other jobs and it does not even effect my work.
Like not at all. Work is done, still got time. No one even questions it,
like I am adult who can manage my time and all, all by myself. *snicker*
See this blog? Yeah,
I got to write it at work. Best. Pro. Ever.
