News of the Res
Nov. 1st, 2008 10:38 amSorry if I owe you an e-mail/a comment reply/seven hundred billion dollars. I sort of accidentally got a job.
For several years, I've been the person on call when the church secretary goes on vacation or gets sick. Well, early in October the secretary left suddenly with no notice, and whee! I'm a church secretary now!
I don't actually have the job on a permanent basis; the Personnel Committee has to update the job description first. (It's a Presbyterian church. We like committees.) But my chances look good.
This working for a living every day thing? It's for the birds. I was enjoying my spouse-sponsored arts grant. On the other hand, I wasn't actually doing much in the way of the arts, so I suppose it's just as well that I'll be earning a little money and coming up with some projects that will use my nifty list of skills and interests.
Even if I have to spend all day long using Windows XT and Microsoft Publisher. Bleah.
Things I had forgotten about working in an office:
- There is an astonishing amount of unhealthy food. All the time. No sooner do you get rid of one batch than someone brings in another batch. Also: The people at this office are good environmentalist Presbyterians, which means that when there are doughnuts, someone comes around at the end of the day and puts them away in Tupperware, so the next day, in violation of all nature's laws regarding doughnuts, they haven't been thrown in the garbage; they're still there.
- At least a third of the time when people are at work, they're not working.
- And in my office what they do when they're not working is come out and chat with me. I'm an introvert, damn it! I like you, but don't make me talk! I come home from work so starved for solitude that even answering e-mail seems like more human contact than I can bear.
- Gossip! I've only been involved with online gossip, not the kind that involves people you sort of know in real life. I've been hearing all sorts of dirt on the former pastor, who apparently ate nothing but hard-boiled egg whites and spent some of his vacation time getting cosmetic surgery. Also, people I like turn out to be people who think Halloween is some sort of demonic holiday. It's gotten to the point where every time I see someone's name on Caller ID, I have to say to the others, "It's Marge, and if you know anything bad about her, please don't tell me, because I don't want to know."
- Working with paper all day long really dries your hands and cuticles up. I'm bleeding from four fingers.
- Packing a lunch is a big pain in the neck. But eating takeout every day makes me feel like I've swallowed a bowling ball, not to mention making the whole office smell like hot grease all day.
I have a crazy co-worker who thinks "dago place" is an acceptable substitute for "Italian restaurant." One of the volunteers is a mad Scotswoman whose husband is still trying to teach her tact after fifty years of marriage. I can tell when electric bills come due because people call in looking for help and I have to tell them we're out of money until the end of the year.
I expect to have much to post about, if I can bear to get this close to conversing with people.
For several years, I've been the person on call when the church secretary goes on vacation or gets sick. Well, early in October the secretary left suddenly with no notice, and whee! I'm a church secretary now!
I don't actually have the job on a permanent basis; the Personnel Committee has to update the job description first. (It's a Presbyterian church. We like committees.) But my chances look good.
This working for a living every day thing? It's for the birds. I was enjoying my spouse-sponsored arts grant. On the other hand, I wasn't actually doing much in the way of the arts, so I suppose it's just as well that I'll be earning a little money and coming up with some projects that will use my nifty list of skills and interests.
Even if I have to spend all day long using Windows XT and Microsoft Publisher. Bleah.
Things I had forgotten about working in an office:
- There is an astonishing amount of unhealthy food. All the time. No sooner do you get rid of one batch than someone brings in another batch. Also: The people at this office are good environmentalist Presbyterians, which means that when there are doughnuts, someone comes around at the end of the day and puts them away in Tupperware, so the next day, in violation of all nature's laws regarding doughnuts, they haven't been thrown in the garbage; they're still there.
- At least a third of the time when people are at work, they're not working.
- And in my office what they do when they're not working is come out and chat with me. I'm an introvert, damn it! I like you, but don't make me talk! I come home from work so starved for solitude that even answering e-mail seems like more human contact than I can bear.
- Gossip! I've only been involved with online gossip, not the kind that involves people you sort of know in real life. I've been hearing all sorts of dirt on the former pastor, who apparently ate nothing but hard-boiled egg whites and spent some of his vacation time getting cosmetic surgery. Also, people I like turn out to be people who think Halloween is some sort of demonic holiday. It's gotten to the point where every time I see someone's name on Caller ID, I have to say to the others, "It's Marge, and if you know anything bad about her, please don't tell me, because I don't want to know."
- Working with paper all day long really dries your hands and cuticles up. I'm bleeding from four fingers.
- Packing a lunch is a big pain in the neck. But eating takeout every day makes me feel like I've swallowed a bowling ball, not to mention making the whole office smell like hot grease all day.
I have a crazy co-worker who thinks "dago place" is an acceptable substitute for "Italian restaurant." One of the volunteers is a mad Scotswoman whose husband is still trying to teach her tact after fifty years of marriage. I can tell when electric bills come due because people call in looking for help and I have to tell them we're out of money until the end of the year.
I expect to have much to post about, if I can bear to get this close to conversing with people.
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Date: 11/1/08 04:23 pm (UTC)Lunch solution for me: make loads of something and freeze it in portions, take it out of the freezer the night before et voila! (assuming your workplace has a microwave). I don't do thinking about food, it makes my head hurt.
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 02:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/1/08 04:23 pm (UTC)*hugs*
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 02:53 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/1/08 04:58 pm (UTC)Office gossip is toxic - the less you hear and participate in, the easier it is to work, unless you're manouvering for a promotion and need to be plugged in.
I have done office stints and while I enjoy the sensation of desk! people in tidy clothes! coffee machine! work hours! etc. at the end of it, I want to go home and not talk to anyone for HOURS.
And re: Halloween, this year was the first that we explicitly did not celebrate. We were also instructed to take our kids out of Halloween-participating school stuff. The reasoning is that Halloween is not a church calendar holiday, and has become a day in which evil is celebrated. There's a really good argument to be made about mocking the devil, that Halloween is when we laugh at evil, but then, what about the other 364 days of the year, and also can young kids get the distinction? I'm not talking about Samhein, the wicca festival, but about commercial and traditional Halloween which is mostly about candy consumption and fear.
Anyhoo! Congrats on the job!
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 02:56 am (UTC)My feeling about Halloween is that we're not laughing at evil -- we're laughing at boundaries. (Between alive and dead, between real and fantastic, between scary and thrilling.) And candy, of course.
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 05:10 am (UTC)What about one of those bluetooth headphone things? Some of them automatically switch over from music to answer the phone when it rings and can be plugged into regular handsets.
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Date: 11/1/08 05:38 pm (UTC)I'm not an Anglican, but I love *certain* things ie Advent etc. I've noticed you seem to incorporate a mix of traditions. When I try, whatever church I'm currently attending disapproves. How do you deal with this?
Also--wow, your work situation sounds crazy. I think it's a law of nature that no matter where you are, there will always be a mad Scot.
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 02:59 am (UTC)I guess most of what I do is think and talk about various traditions; any church that didn't approve of that would obviously be the wrong church for me. If I were actually creating my own rituals involving elements from various religions, I guess I'd need to be a Unitarian.
no matter where you are, there will always be a mad Scot.
Hee! I've got some Scots ancestry myself. I suppose that if I look around and don't see a mad Scot, it must be me.
(no subject)
Date: 11/1/08 07:24 pm (UTC)Congratulations on your new job? And go you for stopping the gossip! I also know about people/talking burnout although I'm an extrovert. It happens to my sister too and she no longer likes talking on the phone unless it's more expedient to do so.
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:02 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:08 am (UTC)Oooh, grrrr.
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Date: 11/1/08 07:31 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:03 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:10 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/1/08 07:34 pm (UTC)Congratulations on the new job - it sounds, um, stimulating!
I so know what you mean about craving solitude at the end of the working day - do people never hush up? *g*
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:05 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/1/08 07:56 pm (UTC)I always kept a pump bottle of moisturizer on my desk at work. It's not just the paper, it's often the air.
And what
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:07 am (UTC)I'm working on creating a stock of lunch items -- so far I have two kinds of mini muffins.
(no subject)
Date: 11/1/08 09:45 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:09 am (UTC)I think I'm going to have to bring in some sliced apples or something just for balance.
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Date: 11/1/08 10:40 pm (UTC)I hear you about the lunches. I haven't tried the pre-prepared frozen idea, and I think I will, but what I actually don't like about packing lunches the number of snacks involved. (I'm gone from the house for something like 10 hours; just a frozen entree isn't going to cut it). I did not know eating could be this tedious.
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:13 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/1/08 11:50 pm (UTC)Re lunches -- I manage by packing a bunch of small containers with different things that taste strongly of whatever they are. I have little containers (like duck sauce comes in) that I fill with olives or almonds or fruit. And then a bigger container of something that's actually good for me.
Congrats on the job!
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:15 am (UTC)I'm totally bento-obsessed, though, yes, not so much with the making little faces out of seaweed. I told myself I was buying all those bento accessories for the kidlet's school lunches, but now the truth comes out.
(no subject)
Date: 11/2/08 12:51 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:15 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/2/08 01:31 am (UTC)You're all growed up!!
Congratulations!
(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 03:17 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 11/4/08 04:36 am (UTC)congrats from SB
Date: 11/4/08 09:24 pm (UTC)I work in an open plan office--the sign thing has worked for me when on deadline, but overuse renders it invisible to chatty coworkers.
What has helped me with the insidious snackies (which are visible from my desk, too)is looking up the portion size and allowing myself one serving per day. And my daily workout lifting 10 month olds ("Radek" is helping me type this).
Best of luck!