We (group “we”) did not have a great day in the office today. It seemed like everyone was wearing their crankypants (myself included) and everyone just hated everyone else. Not sure why, really; nothing strange was going on… I guess it’s just the leadup to our first paid holiday of the year since Jan 1.
At one point, an old raffle ticket flew over my wall and into my face. I picked it up and looked at it; my neighbor had written “I’m gonna cut this guy” on it… referring to another dude a few cubes away who was drawing on a whiteboard. The little note made me bust out laughing in the middle of an annoying day, so now it’s been added to my “wall flare.” I like it. It sums up the day nicely.
Let’s do better tomorrow. Better yet, let’s work from home tomorrow so no one gets a shank in their eye.
Every week for Free Lunch Wednesday, I do my little routine – instead of grabbing just one or two plates, I’ll grab three so that I can use one as a little “tray.” Normally I fill the bottom plate with messy food, put the second plate on top, and then stack the third plate face-up on top of that. It makes for a pretty great system, and my food doesn’t get soggy and I don’t drop plates on the way back down to my desk. (If you’re thinking ‘make a second trip, lazy bones,’ keep in mind that we wait about 20 mins in line sometimes and making a second trip just so marinara doesn’t get mixed in with my salad isn’t always feasible. Some of us have work to do!) Anyway, nearly every week on my way back to the stairs, I weave my way past the food line with my plate-tray and invariably at least one person will remark, “That’s genius!”
Maybe I’ve spent too much time in the restaurant industry over the past 18 years (!!), but this just seems to me like a common-sense way to transport food. I think I started doing it the second week we had free lunches, so every week for the past three years I’ve heard the same exclamations over and over again. Sometimes multiple times on my way back to my desk. Is it really that innovative? I don’t think so. But I feel like I need to give a company-wide tutorial or something.
Speaking of tutorials, I’ve been tapped to help create company-wide training videos that will be available to all of our customers. When my boss discussed it with me today, he cited, “Your English is good.” This obviously means he’s read neither this blog nor my Red Cross emails (thank goodness, on both accounts). Maybe in my next email to him, I’ll misspell my name and see if I can get out of it.
S0. Between the plate-trays and my “masterful” grasp of the English language, I have a lot going for me these days.😉
Today was a pretty fantastic day.
It started off when the first email I saw was from our volunteer manager. Apparently I’ve done enough good things and gotten so many great reviews from my fellow teammates that I’m now being promoted to the top level of the volunteer ladder (so to speak). We exchanged a few emails over the course of the day, but my last email to her was a thank-you email and within it, I spelled my own dang name wrong. At that point, she couldn’t really go back on promoting me, but I imagine the thought crossed her mind.😉 While I’ve gotten written confirmation that I’ve taken the last step, and I have the title by my name and all the other little “perks” that go along with it, apparently there’s one last thing that will happen in the next couple weeks – I’ll be “pinned” at our next team meeting. Aside from the obvious, I’m not quite sure what that means… but in my head, I was just asked to prom.
I was pretty thrilled with all this news, so the fact that I had a pretty great work day was the cherry on top. And then I hit up the library to return a book and get a new one, and I found Lust & Wonder by Augusten Burroughs. I❤ Augusten Burroughs and have for years… I was pretty psyched to snatch up a copy of this book. I got started on it while on the bus, and the entire 25 minute ride flew by.
Next up was the gym, where my workout that was killing me last week was suddenly easy. When I got home, I made cheesy broccoli tots to enjoy with the rest of my dinner, and they were pretty awesome with some homemade sriracha aioli. And then once I’d settled down and started watching Netflix, I checked my phone to make sure I hadn’t missed any disaster calls or emails and suddenly found myself reading a bunch of emails from some of the more experienced volunteers, congratulating me on the promotion. At no point did I see an announcement go out, but apparently some people were informed. One email in particular was so sweet and touching that I’m filing it away in my “save for a rainy day” type of email folder. Once again, this volunteer stuff is making me feel like my chest is going to explode. I love these people so freaking much. I’m such an awkward turtle.
So yep, today was pretty great, and it’ll be hard to top this tomorrow. Guess I gotta try anyway, right?
In anticipation of being on-call tonight, I worked from home and was able to get a ton of things done before 6. Not commuting an hour each way really frees up some time, ya know?
One of the things I did was peek in my freezer for what seemed like the first time in months. In reality, I grab ice cubes from it for my morning smoothie every day, but I’m so used to doing it that I barely even look anymore. So when I opened it in search of lunch today, I was pleasantly surprised to find leftover Antney’s ice cream waiting for me… only a month and a half (or so) after I brought it home. I never fully forgot about it, but out of sight, out of mind.
So that’s what lunch was – ice cream with a side of chips and salsa. Because I’m an adult, and I do what I want.
The weekend is officially over, and I am still officially gainfully employed at two places. I feel a little better about things right now, but every weekend seems to be touch-and-go. But for now, I’m going to save up as much as I can, while I can.
At one point in the day, I was filling out our consumption sheet for liquor and I noticed the date. For some reason, 5/22 sounded really familiar. It wasn’t until I made it home and was soaking in the bathtub that I figured it out – 5/22/2006 was my first day of full-time work in Pittsburgh! Before then, I’d worked three jobs at once – 36 hours a week in a chiropractor’s office, 35+ hours a week at Sheetz, and probably another 30+ hours at a women’s fitness center (like Curves, but not). Needless to say, I was thrilled when I was offered my first full-time job – I could work one job instead of many! Oh, how naive and stupid I was… having one job lasted all of 2 months before I was waiting tables in the evenings and on weekends. And now here I am, 10 years later and still working two jobs – just like ten years ago, one in an office and one in a restaurant-type of place.
The more things change, the more things stay the same.
(If you’re wondering, the picture shows our “signature drink” for the evening. It was… not good (we just followed the recipe the customers gave us). Blech!)
… And just like that, one hour into this event, it’s been decided that I will definitely make it through this evening without quitting.
$150 in tips in an hour will do that to ya (split between bartenders, but still).
I’m so easy.