the i in team
Nov. 7th, 2004 11:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideFelt like making short topical posts instead of one giant thing. It was too overwhelming to write, let alone expect anyone to read.
Work has been interesting. The nonprofit world is super touchy-feely and everyone is so nice it's downright startling. Will this be the right place for snarky, cynical, tourettes-y me? It's all about bonding with your team. Which, sure, it's a nice thing. But god, HR makes my ass twitch.
I am working with a lot of really nice people, which is exciting. The unfortunate thing is, the company wasn't quite ready to train us. So the first day was spent in HR seminars (during which I kept falling asleep and annoying the HR lady). And then sitting around at a computer desk, doing literally nothing. No, seriously. Nothing. We were all going out of our minds. Management kept apologizing for the system failure that was causing this, but omfg it was painful. And it felt too early to brazenly livejournal instead of reviewing company policies, etc. Ugh. Hopefully by Monday they'll be ready to have us work.
Working downtown is nice, though. The bus stops right outside my front door and a block away from my office. I do best under a set routine, so this is very yay.
Still plagued with car problems. Now the cooling system has a leak. Man, it's a good thing I'm just made of money, huh? There's another $150. Grr. Argh.
Leaving for LA on Friday and feeling a bit cranky about it. Still haven't been able to shake the 7lbs I gained back and am just irritable as all fuck about it. Apparently chocolate milkshakes aren't the solution. Who knew.
Don't feel like going home to partake in a religious ritual I don't believe in. I feel ungenerous being so cranky because my parents are so freaking excited about it. They feel like it's been a year since they've seen me instead of a few months, and the rest of the extended family keeps sending me exuberant messages. It'll be nice to see them, I just wish it was a month or so away. I think it's because the new work routine has me a bit off. Want to cling to my flat and hide.
Work has been interesting. The nonprofit world is super touchy-feely and everyone is so nice it's downright startling. Will this be the right place for snarky, cynical, tourettes-y me? It's all about bonding with your team. Which, sure, it's a nice thing. But god, HR makes my ass twitch.
I am working with a lot of really nice people, which is exciting. The unfortunate thing is, the company wasn't quite ready to train us. So the first day was spent in HR seminars (during which I kept falling asleep and annoying the HR lady). And then sitting around at a computer desk, doing literally nothing. No, seriously. Nothing. We were all going out of our minds. Management kept apologizing for the system failure that was causing this, but omfg it was painful. And it felt too early to brazenly livejournal instead of reviewing company policies, etc. Ugh. Hopefully by Monday they'll be ready to have us work.
Working downtown is nice, though. The bus stops right outside my front door and a block away from my office. I do best under a set routine, so this is very yay.
Still plagued with car problems. Now the cooling system has a leak. Man, it's a good thing I'm just made of money, huh? There's another $150. Grr. Argh.
Leaving for LA on Friday and feeling a bit cranky about it. Still haven't been able to shake the 7lbs I gained back and am just irritable as all fuck about it. Apparently chocolate milkshakes aren't the solution. Who knew.
Don't feel like going home to partake in a religious ritual I don't believe in. I feel ungenerous being so cranky because my parents are so freaking excited about it. They feel like it's been a year since they've seen me instead of a few months, and the rest of the extended family keeps sending me exuberant messages. It'll be nice to see them, I just wish it was a month or so away. I think it's because the new work routine has me a bit off. Want to cling to my flat and hide.
