prairie_grass
26 June 2012 @ 04:09 pm
Who do you think you are  
Well the last few weeks have been exceedingly weird.

Imagine walking into a new job. You get welcomed at reception. You are met by the person who interviewed you. You are shown around and meet a large number of people. The person who is showing you around explains embarrassedly that the person you are supposed to be working with that day has had to pull out.

Then follows two weeks of mostly sitting around with nothing to do. That's the simple version but in effect the large majority of the time I have nothing to do. Needless to say this experience is somewhat disconcerting.

On the plus side, some of my dissatisfaction must have shown in my face or something, because my boss floated last night the idea of me being moved into a different department, which would mean (hopefully) I actually have some work to do, so I'm pretty thrilled at that idea. Hopefully I'll have some confirmation in the next few days. Not that I'm getting my hopes up since it seems to have taken two weeks for them to even start to realise that they're the ones who are supposed to, you know, give me stuff to DO.

The plus side of all of this is that no one notices at all if I do some of the internet or writing while at work. I am hoping to condition myself into putting in an hour of writing every morning.

One of the guys in the team I'm working with has started talking in sentences made up almost entirely of acronyms due to a reaction to how many acronyms (actually usually initialisms - I just learnt the difference this week) we regularly use (we have a 16 page document to break them all down!) We also had the following conversation, (context is that my real name is a common Maori word that's often used in place-names etc):

Coworker: Hi (Page)!
Page: Hey
Coworker: You're a pool in Dunedin!
Page: ...*takes a moment to figure this out*... I'm also a street in Christchurch.
Coworker: *walks off*

I love working with strange people! Later in the day I was talking to the receptionist and basically the same thing happened.

Coworker: *walks by* Hey (Receptionist)! (Page) is a pool in Dunedin.
Page: *without acknowledging coworker* I'm also a street.
Receptionist: What?
Coworker: *walks off*

I get the feeling he likes to make dramatic exits.
 
 
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