Skip to main content

Gone. In a New York Minute...

Wednesday, 22 July 2009

Well, I took the plunge, and took a new job. I'm about 2 1/2 days in, and I'm still having my woes about moving. Granted, things were no walk in the park with Conferences, but at the very least it was stable, and I don't know, up to date? Since I started on Monday, I've found out that my main boss, Bill, doesn't even have a computer. His secretary receives his email & voice mails, writes him notes, hands them to him, he hand writes a response back, and then she emails back his response. Okay...interesting, I thought -- but that's not exactly my problems -- it's his & hers. However, after spending a portion of the morning trying to figure out how to check my voice mail, passwords, etc -- I called the phone office to have them reset it, and viola...I found out that I don't get voice mail on my phone. I go to Paul, my immediate supervisor, and ask him what's up with that...and his response is that none of them have it, and he's looking at me like I'm needy for wanting/asking for it. Apparently, same thing goes for voicemails around here- if we don't answer, it goes directly up to the secretaries, who take a note, send it to us, and then we return the call or whatever.

I guess I knew I'd experience culture shock. I mean, I left a huge office (that I shared, but at least she was cool!) with a window, two computer screens, voice mail, friendly/talkative co-workers and came to a office space about 1/4 the size of my old office, with an old wooden desk and old file cabinet, tucked into a corner of a brick walled office --- where I share with 3 other people, two of whom I've maybe heard 5 words out of since Monday....and the other is on vacation this week. We're not talking minor shell shock here folks...this is full fledge -- WTH (What the heck!!!).

I've compared it several times now like this -- Imagine living in NYC for 2 1/2 years, going full speed ahead, then being moved to Wolcott, IN -- the pace changes - CONSIDERABLY! I'm actually okay with the pace change....I could handle a slow down in my life. However, I don't know how I would survive here if I didn't have the internet/email. I probably would have gouged my own eyes out by now.

I'm not going anywhere -- don't worry, and I still feel that the mission of what this office does (held folks with disabilities & agriculture) is fantastic. But holy crap....I never imagined I wouldn't have voicemail, or be able to email my boss or be stuck in a little room with three guys who aren't overly friendly.

Thank God for pictures of Colton, text messages from Jason and emails from Stacy & Nat -- other wise, I might be going seriously crazy.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Get Well Soon, Grandpa Kent

 Here's the best way to share Dad's video. Thank you all so much for submitting the clips. This really made him smile (and say some funny things the first time we watched soon after anesthesia). I think it will be treasured company this evening in the hospital. Thank you for your prayers, your thoughts, for answering the phone calls and lifting Dad up. We appreciate all your love and support.  58E2238E-D2E3-4B38-9FF6-AE1E502ABD14.mp4
Post a Comment
Read more

Covid ... the end. (Hopefully. Maybe. I really don't know....)

 Almost two years ago, exactly, our world drastically changed. Everyone holed up at home, scared to enter the world and catch Covid 19/Corona Virus. (Except Jason, once he got to feeling better from most likely having Covid before it was a known thing, he just went to work everyday like nothing had changed). The world basically shut down  -- special hours, curbside pick up encouraged, no dining room service only drive through or carryout. If someone coughed or sneezed anywhere near you, you were instantly suspicious. Our parents lived on complete edge and worry, taking in every ounce of information the news was constantly throwing in their faces. It was a time of great uncertainty, lots of information being thrown at us from trusted news sources, social media, and hearsay from those in the medical profession.  We spent March to May just trying to figure out our new life. No baseball. No softball. Lots of time with our animals. Lots of crafts. School from home. Porch drop ...
Post a Comment
Read more

April - Hey Batter, Batter...

April is always the month that makes us think spring is FINALLY here, because it's starting to warm up, suns starting to shine more, except when we finally get to the baseball/softball fields, it's just as cold as it was in February. Thankfully, Emmalyn had an indoor sport to carry us through the cold of the month, until baseball/softball really got kicked off! Emmalyn tried something new this year and participated in CiVic vollebyall. This is a club program out of Carroll County, and she practiced every Sunday from January through April. Finally in late April she had three play dates. One Saturday we played up at Fairmount, IN. Grandma Jacki, Keaton and I went with Emmalyn, while Dad, Grandpa and Colton cut down some trees in preparation for our spring projects. Emmalyn and Mae Ella did a wonderful job for their team, both rocked their serving and seemed to know the game and keep their cool better than some on the team. The second weekend Dad, Em & Mom traveled to Triton H...
Post a Comment
Read more