So I’m working in the lab again today, two lab attendants sick. I hope nothing’s going around, not that it matters too much, I’m immune. I realize that, for the most part, I really enjoy working in the lab. I like doing desktop support, I like helping people figure out their problems. I like seeing, “meeting,” and talking to all the students and staff. I like being in this environment and having people trust me when I tell the what’s what and value my opinions and ideas when I’m in the lab. I like the fact that I’ve become somewhat of an authority (and an authority figure, though I’m happier about just being an authority on computers and software).
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Brandon and his girlfriend came over last night and bought us pizza. He’s the best nephew I’ve ever had. We watched Léon and generally just hung out. I couldn’t believe he hadn’t seen it before. I mean, come on! It’s Léon! Anyway, it was a good time, I really enjoy his company and he seems to really enjoy hanging out with us and watching movies.
I’m stuck in the lab and I never got my breakfast. Apparently the morning attendant is sick or something because I’ve been here since 7:45 and I can barely swallow. I need to get my drink on and my snack on. Heather is going to go and save me from the thisrt pirates by going to *sigh* 7/11 to get me a drink. Probably coffee, which may or may not be a good thing, I’m already kind of wound up. I’ve been running at top speed pretty much since 7:45 this morning. w000000t!
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Why do we even have rules?
Apparently my lab is a anarchic state. I have all kinds of rules and policies that people are supposed to follow, but they seem to be hell bent on defying them and me when I try to enforce them. I hate having to explain to people that they can’t do something no matter how good their excuse is.
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7/11
I really have to stop going to 7/11 every day. It’s killing me literally and financially. I spend about $2-$4 each time I go, and I get junk. I don’t need a snack, a drink is nice but I have a case of bottled water here in the office. Getting out of the office is nice, but it’s not necesary. I really need to stop going. I stared at a bag of sour cream and onion Ruffles for like a minute and a half trying to tell myself not to get them.
It’s time for Uncle Kacey to be in the lab again. That means I have a bit of free time to sit and spew nonsense into my journal. Okay, to me it’s not nonsense really, I’ll know what it was all about when I go back and look at it. I’m sure I’ll appreciate every page of this when I’m old and mindless, when I can’t remember what I did with my life. I can look back and see that I did abso-fucking-lultely nothing.
The rules are simple, if you want a job, give me a résumé. If I like your résumé, I’ll put it in the pile of good ones. If I like it a second time, I’ll look up your class schedule (if you haven’t already provided it for me). If your class schedule fits the hours that I need employees, then I’ll call you for an interview. For some reason, people can’t seem to follow these rules. they come in day after day reminding me that they applied for a job, wondering if I’ve decided to call them yet, letting me know how much they need this job. I’m sorry, I know you need this job, but my giving you this job is not based on how much you need it, it’s based on how much I need you. So here I am, working on a Saturday, not as a manger, but as an attendant and someone who dropped off his résumé on Friday walks in, not to work in the lab mind you, but to talk to me about how much he needs this job. Jesus, I’m dressed in shorts and a ratty t-shirt drinking a 44 oz. Ocean Water. Do I look like I’m wearing the manager hat today?
Sorry, had to vent.
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Thursday in the Lab
Well, I’m in the lab again. I don’t get to watch the end of Dude, Where’s My Car? I mean it’s my DVD so I can watch it whenever I want, but it’s not the same watching 2/3 of a movie and then having to walk away. You’re in the story, you’re involved. Oh well, it’s my job to manage the lab and make sure it is operational, if that means walking out on a movie to man the front desk, so be it.
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Slow Day
If I didn’t feel like I was forgetting something, I’d so go home early today. I think I may still be thinking I have to do some more classroom orientations today, but they I did two and the third and fourth were both canceled/rescheduled. The one I was supposed to do tonight was canceled (thank god) because the class itself was canceled, it didn’t make. I’m sorry for the students that needed the course, but my throat appreciates the break. The orientation I was supposed to be doing in half an hour got, uh rescheduled to an hour and a half ago? Okay, really it got canceled and an orientation for a different class was scheduled. I’ll be doing that one on Friday at noon.
I’ll be here all week ladies and gentlemen, be sure to try the veal.
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It’s been a couple days…
Things are going a bit better, but then they always do after crazy monkey sex. I think I have an optomism cycle I go through. When Heather and I are able to actually get things in sync, I’m usually good for a week or so, I’ll make comments and try to create opportunities, but I’m not overly put off by rejection. After a week or so, I start to feel like rejection is the status quo and I start to feel desperate and dejected. If it goes on for more than two weeks, then I start to feel nihilistic and that things are going to only get worse. If we make it past three weeks, we usually get in a big explosive fight which, while we do not have make-up sex, per-se, we usually seem to temporarilly resolve our issues in the next day or so. And then we start all over again. Maybe this is the cycle of our lives and I just need to learn to accept it.