Reprieve
I've finally be granted a reprieve this week at work, no longer is everything building up on me, but I can actually do things in a timely manner and catch up on things that have been on my plate for more than a week. It's a nice feeling. Though I've found many people are dumb. They call me on like a Wednesday to ask about our products, then don't order them until the following Tuesday -- then don't understand why we can't just send their order out the door that day. Ummm if you wanted them faster why didn't you order them sooner?
It seems like so many of my peers really do not like their jobs, they are either not appriciated, not busy, or just plain bored with what they are doing. I've found little of that in my position. Which makes me very thankful for both the company and the company culture that is nurtured here. I think though, as the company grows larger there will be more growing pains and less of the nurturing culture, with some added buracracy. Hopefully I can avoid most of those pitfalls -- and not have my job or my position majorly affect by them.
Last night was a very sad night indeed for me. My mother basically told me that I needed to be a big girl and get some car insurance. It made me sad. I liked having mommy take care of it and pay for it, and deal with that stuff. I don't want this added responsibility. I liked being blissfully unaware of how much it cost when the bills were due and having to figure it out myself. Though it's probably not the safest thing to be living in NY with OH auto insurance, I sure do miss mommy doing it for me. So sad, I dont' want to grow up.
I really do think Peter Pan had it right with his never growing up thing. Growing up kinda sucks. If I could forever be suspended in either high school or college (without the classes), that would be the perfect time. Your parents still took care of the big stuff, you had enough responsibility to be able to do stuff by yourself if you wanted to, but you could still guilt trip your parents into doing it for you. I don't mind paying for stuff so much as having to find the stuff to pay for. Prime examples: Car insurance and furniture. It takes a lot of time.
Everyone said that having a real job would mean more free time. I really don't have a lot of free time though. By the time I get up and go to work at 8am, then I don't usually get home until like 5:30 earliest typically more like 6pm when I don't have to run errands. Then by the time I check my email, and read the news online, it's like 6:30-7, make dinner 7:30-8pm, eat dinner 8:30pm, then by the time I either watch an hour of TV, go shopping for furniture, or whatever else I've only got an hour or two before I go to bed again. I guess work just takes up too much time. If I was only at work till like 4:30pm then I'd get home before 5, not before 6. Which is an added hour/1.5 hours. That could be a lot of time. I'm going to have to be more vigulent about getting out of work on time.
This day is just dragging today. I realy just want to be done with work. It hasn't been mad busy, which is nice in some ways, but I also get bored easily and start to web search (for car insurance).
It seems like so many of my peers really do not like their jobs, they are either not appriciated, not busy, or just plain bored with what they are doing. I've found little of that in my position. Which makes me very thankful for both the company and the company culture that is nurtured here. I think though, as the company grows larger there will be more growing pains and less of the nurturing culture, with some added buracracy. Hopefully I can avoid most of those pitfalls -- and not have my job or my position majorly affect by them.
Last night was a very sad night indeed for me. My mother basically told me that I needed to be a big girl and get some car insurance. It made me sad. I liked having mommy take care of it and pay for it, and deal with that stuff. I don't want this added responsibility. I liked being blissfully unaware of how much it cost when the bills were due and having to figure it out myself. Though it's probably not the safest thing to be living in NY with OH auto insurance, I sure do miss mommy doing it for me. So sad, I dont' want to grow up.
I really do think Peter Pan had it right with his never growing up thing. Growing up kinda sucks. If I could forever be suspended in either high school or college (without the classes), that would be the perfect time. Your parents still took care of the big stuff, you had enough responsibility to be able to do stuff by yourself if you wanted to, but you could still guilt trip your parents into doing it for you. I don't mind paying for stuff so much as having to find the stuff to pay for. Prime examples: Car insurance and furniture. It takes a lot of time.
Everyone said that having a real job would mean more free time. I really don't have a lot of free time though. By the time I get up and go to work at 8am, then I don't usually get home until like 5:30 earliest typically more like 6pm when I don't have to run errands. Then by the time I check my email, and read the news online, it's like 6:30-7, make dinner 7:30-8pm, eat dinner 8:30pm, then by the time I either watch an hour of TV, go shopping for furniture, or whatever else I've only got an hour or two before I go to bed again. I guess work just takes up too much time. If I was only at work till like 4:30pm then I'd get home before 5, not before 6. Which is an added hour/1.5 hours. That could be a lot of time. I'm going to have to be more vigulent about getting out of work on time.
This day is just dragging today. I realy just want to be done with work. It hasn't been mad busy, which is nice in some ways, but I also get bored easily and start to web search (for car insurance).
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