New Work Day
Today is my first full 9-5-work day at the new/old job. I haven’t done anything today, but that is based off of nobody working yesterday, HR canceling my internal personnel number, which cancelled all my desktop applications. Thankfully I am able to log in under someone else’s log ID and am able to surf the web, instead of doing day to day work of being a glorified data entry person. Just now as I wrote this, someone came over to give me a stack of paperwork that needed to get done “ASAPâ€. It’s a backlog of crappy paperwork, and I need copies of paperwork from the field, which should have submitted everything at once instead of in dribble. I can call each person and request the paperwork, but my not being in any system as working here, I will find this task daunting, and not worth a try. So, I shall continue my writing.
Last night I received a phone call stating that the building would be open today, but to dress “comfortable†because the air conditioning will probably not be working. I wore jeans, and a comfy shirt to work today, only to get here and see 90% of the people wearing their normal “business casualâ€. Business casual is very casual here to begin with, with many of the females on the floor walking around in flip flops, men in polo type shirts and khakis, while some of the males pretend to be important with shirts and ties. I usually go for the polo type shirt, with Banana Republic slacks that feel great, stand up well between dry cleaning, and make my butt look awesome. Besides myself the only other people who dressed “comfortable†were the females who already dress way to comfy everyday when they wear flip flops came in today ready for the beach.
This morning there was a big thunderstorm in Queens, and with my being on the 24th floor I get a great view of a storm. From up here you can see the clouds beginning to gather, and then lightning far away, then closer, then hitting across the street. You can see the rain swerving in sheets left and right on the way down, and I even spotted hail flying upwards from the ground.
Now I am left here with a pile of about 100 pages of work to do, but am not going to attempt to try until my email is up and running…bored, and hoping that at least one of the Mega Millions tickets that I bought a couple of weeks ago and didn’t check yet won at least 300k so that I don’t have to work for a few years.
I’m finding it odd that the power is back on in this building when there are thousands of people without power in the rest of Queens. Oh well, and on the bright side a woman in my department came back from Florida, and gave me a shot glass with chocolates inside it. Yummy, and I smell vodka needing to be poured into it. Glug Glug.
I’m going to go write a separate post about why people from California aren’t the best.
If you’re still on the fence: grab your preferred earphones, head down to a Best Purchase and ask to plug them into a Zune then an iPod and see which one sounds better to you, and which interface makes you smile much more. Then you’ll know which is appropriate for you.