Sunday, March 15, 2009
My Future
I am worried. I really enjoy where I work. I can see myself working there for many many years. I like the people I work with. They make the day tolerable. But when I went to HR and tried to let on that I was interested in becoming a permenant employee, I was told that the prospects of the company hiring permenant people is slim. My heart sank. It meant that not only is the possibility of my becoming a full employee nearly nil, but that I may not be there too much longer as there is a rumor that as the old staff gets dwindled to planned levels, they may not even stay at the same location. I don't know where, or if, they would move. It just seems like again the rug is being pulled out from underneath me.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
My Own Worst Nightmare
I spend so much time worrying about my little girl and her speach difficulties. Today I had an episode of my own. Work got very hectic today. All the morons out in the snow for no reason at all. One guy runs over a tree - yes a whole tree! Claims he didn't see it with all the snow. How can you not see a fuckin' tree!
Anyway, I got a little over-zealous, as I am wont to do. Nothing major, but I had to address one claim to my managers and I was so eager to get all the information out that I was stuttering and stumbling over myself. I had a tough time finding the right things to say to verbally organize my thoughts and convey them to people in authority over me. I felt like such an ass!
It got me thinking tonite as my daughter was physically trying to force the words out. How can I really help her when I have yet to help myself?
Anyway, I got a little over-zealous, as I am wont to do. Nothing major, but I had to address one claim to my managers and I was so eager to get all the information out that I was stuttering and stumbling over myself. I had a tough time finding the right things to say to verbally organize my thoughts and convey them to people in authority over me. I felt like such an ass!
It got me thinking tonite as my daughter was physically trying to force the words out. How can I really help her when I have yet to help myself?
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