Got Some Temp Work
So, Heidi managed to hook me up with this guy who gave me some temp work to do. It would be simple data entry of putting these filled out raffle forms into a spreadsheet. I could go into the anxiety madness that led up to me getting the work, but I won't. I'll try to leave most of that drama out (which sort of failed as I've now read this entry over). Heidi had me email the guy, tell him about my interest, and how I was referred to him by Heidi, and to attach my resume. She also told me to send the email I would send to him, to her as well. Ok, no problem. The guy got back to me pretty quickly asking me my hourly rate. I told him that and it became an emailing back and forth to get more info. While I was doing that, I had to of course consult my mom on what I should say because I didn't really know what to say back. Also the guy wasn't so clear and specific in his emails. But I got through that and ended up having him come over to my house that night to give me the raffle forms. {Insert anxiety madness and repetitive thoughts of preparation here}
Also on one of the guy's emails he sent me a W-9 form to fill out, but of course I had to sign it. So, I had to print it out and give it to him when he came over. Sounds just fine right? Well, we just got a new printer for the computer downstairs. It's wireless, so technically I could just print straight from my laptop. However, my laptop isn't set up for that yet, and my dad was not around to do it obviously. But for some reason, I just wanted to ask my mom about how to use the wireless printer, assuming she would know. Like I said pointless, because my laptop wasn't set up for it anyway, but I didn't realize that at the time. So, I go downstairs and my mom's taking a nap. {Insert anxiety near melt-down freak out here. And I still had about 2 hours left before the guy would show up, but in my mind it was more like 10 minutes} I managed to pull myself together and just do it the old fashion way with my USB.
I went to the computer downstairs and...oh right...this is the computer that crashed! So yeah, there was no Adobe Acrobat Reader on the computer and I need that program to be able to print out the W-9 form (I later had to annoyingly explain this situation to my mom, and I'm not good at explaining things, so she didn't get what I was trying to say. Wordpad will not read an Adobe file. There, that's much easier to explain in the written word.). I also was not able to connect to the internet to download the program because it's now password protected and duh, I don't have the password. Strangely enough, I didn't have an anxiety freak out this time. I just went over to the computer in the dining room, although I was still holding out hope for an old printer that has given me trouble in the past. Luckily it printed, got the form, signed it, done.
Then in a little bit it was time to go out and wait for the guy to show up. We planned to have him meet me on my drive way. I waited out in the freezing cold for nearly twenty minutes. My mom waited with me and I still didn't have an anxiety freak-out. Maybe I reached my quota for that day. So, after I waited twenty minutes, we went back inside figuring he'd just come knock on the door when he arrived. I went back to my laptop and found a new email from him saying sorry, he was delayed and would be there in 10 minutes.
So, anyway finally the doorbell rang, just as I was about to go out and wait again. I exchanged the W-9, he gave me the raffle forms and that's it. This happened on Thursday night. I finished my temp work today and emailed it to him. Now I'm probably going to have to meet with him again to give him the raffle forms back, which will probably be sometime next week. And then...I'll finally be paid. I'm also going to meet with Heidi again on Monday, in which there may be thunderstorms, so it could be a wet meeting...for me. I haven't job searched since before the holidays.
Sorry for blabbing on, but why does my life have to be so complicated? I guess it's an Aspie thing. This is exactly why I don't want a full time job, at least until I can somehow stop myself from complicating things. I would probably go mad or something.
Also on one of the guy's emails he sent me a W-9 form to fill out, but of course I had to sign it. So, I had to print it out and give it to him when he came over. Sounds just fine right? Well, we just got a new printer for the computer downstairs. It's wireless, so technically I could just print straight from my laptop. However, my laptop isn't set up for that yet, and my dad was not around to do it obviously. But for some reason, I just wanted to ask my mom about how to use the wireless printer, assuming she would know. Like I said pointless, because my laptop wasn't set up for it anyway, but I didn't realize that at the time. So, I go downstairs and my mom's taking a nap. {Insert anxiety near melt-down freak out here. And I still had about 2 hours left before the guy would show up, but in my mind it was more like 10 minutes} I managed to pull myself together and just do it the old fashion way with my USB.
I went to the computer downstairs and...oh right...this is the computer that crashed! So yeah, there was no Adobe Acrobat Reader on the computer and I need that program to be able to print out the W-9 form (I later had to annoyingly explain this situation to my mom, and I'm not good at explaining things, so she didn't get what I was trying to say. Wordpad will not read an Adobe file. There, that's much easier to explain in the written word.). I also was not able to connect to the internet to download the program because it's now password protected and duh, I don't have the password. Strangely enough, I didn't have an anxiety freak out this time. I just went over to the computer in the dining room, although I was still holding out hope for an old printer that has given me trouble in the past. Luckily it printed, got the form, signed it, done.
Then in a little bit it was time to go out and wait for the guy to show up. We planned to have him meet me on my drive way. I waited out in the freezing cold for nearly twenty minutes. My mom waited with me and I still didn't have an anxiety freak-out. Maybe I reached my quota for that day. So, after I waited twenty minutes, we went back inside figuring he'd just come knock on the door when he arrived. I went back to my laptop and found a new email from him saying sorry, he was delayed and would be there in 10 minutes.
So, anyway finally the doorbell rang, just as I was about to go out and wait again. I exchanged the W-9, he gave me the raffle forms and that's it. This happened on Thursday night. I finished my temp work today and emailed it to him. Now I'm probably going to have to meet with him again to give him the raffle forms back, which will probably be sometime next week. And then...I'll finally be paid. I'm also going to meet with Heidi again on Monday, in which there may be thunderstorms, so it could be a wet meeting...for me. I haven't job searched since before the holidays.
Sorry for blabbing on, but why does my life have to be so complicated? I guess it's an Aspie thing. This is exactly why I don't want a full time job, at least until I can somehow stop myself from complicating things. I would probably go mad or something.