That’s two different ways in which I can receive input/direction/headaches/notice
that I am pitifully behind schedule.
Look. I know what
you’re thinking: Wow – and it is upon
this utterance that I imagine you raising your eyebrows appreciatively, maybe
giving a low whistle – there’s so much
more to that Pearl than just a straight spine and three pairs of practical
shoes.
And there, you would be right. Because while I can suck in my gut and sit up
straighter than your mother requires and have fully three pairs of shoes I
trust not to slip on ice or give me bunions, there’s just so much more to me.
Like that second inbox at work.
I patrol these inboxes like a drug addict in a darkened
tenement hallway, where a light bulb blinks on and off, on and off, dependent
on how well I understand the request at either location. Roughly three months into a position where
the people around me speak a geek/pulsating-brain hybrid that I’m slowly
picking up, I cruise my inboxes, clicking open requests for the latest in garkfingled
fluorsheimers and expectations on when they may expect receipt of the new
sprink-handled dorkstopper.
The hours just fly by.
Still. I wouldn’t
have it any other way. While some may
hope that things never change, I personally hope they always will. I get bored and complacent once I think I “know”
things. Next thing you know, I’m
shopping online, randomly “liking” things on Facebook, and making haphazard observations
about my skin in the mole vs. freckle realm.
None of which is going to serve me at Performance Review
time.
And so I stopped in to tell you this: I’m working as fast as I can. I’m learning as fast as I can. And I’m doing it all whilst sucking in my gut
and sitting up straight.
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21 comments:
Be careful. If the higher-ups discover that you can competently handle two in-boxes, they will be sure to give you a third one.
Pearl
Any time I feel I'm bored with retirement, I can just come read this post.
I get up in the morning with nothing I have to do, and sometimes I don't get it done.
Funny stuff! Been there glad to be out.
SFM - Don't set your goals so high.
Oh Pearl, do those Sprink handles come in blue...and left handed?
Looking competent is half the battle. Head down, gut in.
We're proud of you Pearl...and you are doing all that whilst keeping your sense of humour. I'd like to order one of those dorkstoppers if you please...I have a dork wandering around the house right now and no way to stop him.
Hari Om
...and put me down for a fluorsheimer please; no urgency...
;*> YAM xx
*cheers for Pearl*
The magic three-month mark ... it's all easier from here on! Until the next change. And as usual I admire your stiff spine. Mine is like a noodle.
Garkfingled Fluorsheimers? I believe they played Woodstock.
Could you suck a little harder, and can you do it long-distance? My gut needs some serious sucking-in.
As long as you're sitting up straight and wearing sensible shoes, nothing else much matters.
I do love you.
And am so very grateful to have left my overflowing inboxes behind.
The one thing we all need to know is that there is something new to learn everyday. Learn it.
You are such a hoot!
(ツ) from Cottage Country Ontario , ON, Canada!
And as I read this I sucked in my gut and sat up straight. Geez it was hard! I'm such a sloucher these days.
Do the dorkstoppers actually stop the dorks?
My mother is very proud of you:-)
You are bound to make employee of the month, yet again, funny girl.
Thanks for the laugh Pearl.
Here's to hoping that you are never bored.
Happy 4th!
Your position as my hero remains unchanged . . .
I'm with Daisy....beware that 3rd inbox!
When there's nothing more to learn, it's time for the dorkstoppers to come home to roost. Let's never get there!
... while wearing sensible shoes too, damn you. Pffft. Roth x
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