Tuesday, April 27, 2004

challenge: lunch

Since I have gone back on the stupid special diet, lunch is once again an ordeal. Actually, every meal is an ordeal. The choices around my new office aren't the greatest. I ended up having chicken crepes. My still-resistant brain waited until the waitress put them on the table to tell me that they probably have wheat in them, so I will pay for that later.

Monday, April 26, 2004

first day at the new job

They put me in back. There are only two other people back here, and one of them is leaving this week. I had a shrubby-tasting salad for lunch. The hand soap in the bathroom smells like dog shampoo.

My first project? Medical equipment planning. Oh the irony of it all.

Kill me.

Friday, April 02, 2004

Kitchen reclaimed

We have finished taking out all the countertop and backsplash. We moved a switch, put up drywall, and now await the installation of our shiny new countertop.

And finally, finally, we can halfway use the kitchen. That has been bugging the crap out of me. We had to keep the animals out because the cat would try to climb into the open stud wall like the genius she is.

Things I will do once ManThing gets the business to the point where I can work from home:

Work out 2 hours a day and become hot. I don’t mean temperature-wise.

Dye my hair fire engine red. Then blue. Then green. Then maybe blond. Once.

Get a nose stud, and possibly a cartilage piercing at the top of my ear.

Get my tongue re-pierced.

Start “The Lunch Tour,” where I will go have lunch with a different friend each day.

Have the best looking yard on the block.

Try learning the violin again.

Build stuff, like the shoji screens for the house.

Sculpt. Paint. Draw. Bake. Nap.

Thursday, April 01, 2004

Desperation strikes again

...and I am going to take another shot at firm G. I interviewed with them last year, and while waiting for a second interview, decided I didn’t want to go with them. I was thinking, “why just go somewhere that’s similar to where I am now? I’ll hold out for a job I really want.”

Well screw that. I am SICK OF IT HERE! Today, I tried to do something as simple as send out an Evite. It turned into an hour’s worth of begging the IT nazi to enable my ability to use Evite, enable our e-mail server to receive Evite, and enabling people in the office to reply to them. All of that being said, I am still fully able to receive 138 pieces of spam every day.

PM asked me to scan a marked up drawing to send to the Mothership Office because our fax machines are hosed. Another hour down as I try to scan it, get an error message about “no disk space,” have to reboot- twice- and then finally I can send it.

My machine has been lagging all day, making me wait 30 seconds between each command. That’s just when it’s not crashing entirely.

We do not share the same server as the Mothership Office, and trying to get a file from them is another form of torture. Trying to add a speck of efficiency to my day, I was going to reuse a detail from another job to add to mine. One: It’s not on our server. Two: I e-mail someone in the Mothership and ask her to send it to me. She says the file is gone, and only the backup is there. I say, fine, send me that. I get a text file that blabs something about the file having been removed from their server because of a possible virus!

[insert agonized, beleaguered scream here]

I have no friends here, no raise, no will to stay. The only thing keeping me here is the inability to get another stupid job!!!