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Aug. 5th, 2014

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In all honesty, I think one of my strongest pet peeves is when webcomics use manga poses and facial expressions. Or at least the "hand behind the head and eyes closed" pose to indicate embarrassment. IT JUST MAKES ME ANGRY.

Yesterday's orientation was not bad - just a couple of hours - though boring. But, and this is a very strong positive for me, there was no talk of customer service in it. Boring safety stuff, yes, the history of the company (talk of its success pisses me off; I am still angry that it made the local IGA go out of business more than ten years ago), boring paperwork. It made me realize that what I really hate - what really was making me miserable* was the prospect of the training, that feeling of not being sure of what to do all the time that I hate so, so much. Getting used to the other people and them getting used to me. It makes me on edge and anxious the entire time I'm there, and it lasts for ages. In some jobs (ones with more tasks ... like this one, probably) it never goes away.

But on the plus side, this job (not having a tv playing the news all the time) is less likely than the hospital one to involve people having obnoxious political conversations and assuming I'm conservative because I'm in the same room as them.

* I'm not as miserable anymore. As long as I schedule my appointments two weeks ahead of time, I can just go to HR and request those days off. The main thing is to keep from totally vegging out when I'm out of work, keep sewing, etc. because I have a tendency to be so exhausted by all the other people and the way I always push myself too hard when I have a job that I just give up when I get home.

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baranduyn
Aug. 5th, 2014 11:00 pm (UTC)
But on the plus side, this job (not having a tv playing the news all the time) is less likely than the hospital one to involve people having obnoxious political conversations and assuming I'm conservative because I'm in the same room as them

THE FOLLOWING IS A TRUE STORY. NO NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED TO PROTECT THE INNOCENT BECAUSE I'M NOT USING NAMES.

2004. The city is not actually a city because it's really a cluster of strip malls like you can't believe.

I was scheduled for an endoscopy which is not the worst thing that can happen to you. The other end though...that's a different story.

As I lay not comfortably or happily on my narrow rolling bed in my curtained cubicle with a needle thingy taped to my arm and a monitor thingy clamped on a finger I could hear one of the nurses Going Off.

"Well, you know I called EVERY ONE of my family members yesterday and I said flat out MAKE SURE YOU VOTE TOMORROW and MAKE SURE YOU VOTE RIGHT. That's why this is such a great day."

That was the day George W. Bush aka The Shrub was reelected to the presidency. I couldn't say a word. She had medical instruments at hand and she knew how to use them. But I flipped her off every time she left my cubicle. All I can do is hope quietly she gets very annoying rashes for the rest of her life and is scratching madly when she dies.

The end.
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