Working Theories

A workable theory is beautiful in itself, even if it is describing how things got so fucked up.

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Wednesday, April 30, 2008

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New feeling while doing actual work in office -- dumb.

Dumb for not figuring out (as others have) how to keep job while doing -- shit, I don't know what she does most of the day.

Annoying because I trained her. More annoying yet because when I first met her, I had a gut reaction of really not liking her, but everyone else likes her lots, so I figured it must just be me.

Well it is just me -- me being the only one who's affected by her ability to do something on the order of 10% of what I do and yet get collect the same paycheck. Actually, she figured out how to do 10% and get paid more than I do, by pulling overtime for who the F knows what.

She's clever alright. It turns out that the important part of her job is hanging out talking to other people in the office (especially the supervisor) -- that may actually be the important part of my job, and I just never figured it out. Maybe I've been doing my job really poorly all these years, what with the getting lots of paperwork processed and thinking I was being so helpful. Maybe nobody cares at all how much paperwork somebody gets done, and there's a totally different set of standards against which we're being judged....

...but since nobody freaking told me, I've been working to achieve the wrong flipping goals all this time.

So, like I said, recently, when I'm working, I feel....dumb.

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