damned vulpine

Being good at your job

Being good at your job means getting it done well before anyone expects. Only problem is, I'm apparently good at my job, but I get paid by the hour.

Being paid by the hour is generally a good thing, however; I'm not high-up enough to set my own schedule, and it's highly possible that I'd be forced to work even longer hours if I was salaried, just because I couldn't say no. I might be getting the wrong idea, though, mainly because there's no extra work that sometimes appears and needs to get delegated to a special someone.

Just got the schedule for the coming week. For the entire month of November, my days off will be Thursday and Saturday. No, I didn't just type Thursday through Saturday, I meant to say Thursday and Saturday. Yes, I get two days off per week like most working stiffs, only I don't get them in a row.

That sucks. But other than that, the new job has been going fairly well. There aren't any jerks here, other than the guy who runs what passes for IT around here (don't get me started on the jury-rigged system he has to send pages to the film machine, or stories to the Web from Windows) who looks like Ed Grimley without the hair-spike and is the subject of complaints from every corner of the building -- but is untouchable, because he answers directly to the general manager. The saving grace is that most people don't have to deal with him directly. Live and let live, I say.

Unfortunately, that leaves me to be the office asshole. It's not a role I hoped to play, at least not before I get past probation. Problem is, the personalities range from the cheerful deadpan to the Hamtaro cast member. So far I've been the foil.

Actual dialogue, between myself and a co-worker:

Her: *reading newspaper* Ohmygod, the solar flare! I so wanted to see that... but I didn't want to... you know... *dripping with perkyness*

Me: ...sear your eyeballs out of their sockets?

Thursday, here I come.

Posted by j at October 29, 2003 10:58 PM