Today at work I:
1. Wrote and sent out three new leases.
2. Processed one completed lease.
3. Answered a bunch of inquiries.
4. Shot video of a staged studio. Uploaded said video to Google Photos. Shared the album with the guy who does our video editing.
5. Approved the edit of an old video, which was shot early last summer before we changed a policy about furniture removal, and which two people had referenced in an attempt to get reduced rents.
6. Showed some apartments to an incoming IC student and family.
7. Poked some tenants until they coughed up a firm answer on whether or not they intend to renew their leases.
8. Pulled together/rewrote/created some signs and forms in relation to our plan to reopen a fitness room next week.
9. Edited the website text for every single apartment in six separate buildings to correct a single typo, because the source text that had been copypasted into one particular display field had a typo. The corrected text now reads "electricity" instead of "electricty."
Tomorrow I need to correct a different but related typo in the text for every single apartment in three other buildings, which I spotted when trying to see if the electricty typo had cropped in their variation of the shared source text. *headdesk* This is even more boring than data entry, and I have done data entry so I know whereof I speak!
10. In concert with Miss California, hashed out part of how to deal with a specific computer issue.
To wit, we have X number of licenses to access Rent Manager via remote desktop. Aunt Boss, Mom Boss, Ms. Rise-and-Shine, Ms. Random Numbers, Lawyer Man, and Mr. Geniality each have their own assigned license. Our Maintenance coordinator also has the account and password info for Aunt Boss's license, and occasionally kicks Aunt Boss off the system if she needs to log in.
Then it gets a little messy, by which I mean I normally use license #4 downtown and Miss California and I share license... either #3 or #5, I forget which... in Collegetown. So far, so good. But now we have a new hire in Collegetown, who I will call New Hire #5 until such time as I find a good nickname. (For reference, New Hire #1 was nice and drove me to the hospital when I got a kidney stone, but didn't last. New Hire #2 was Miss Goldberry, who was great but left to become a nurse. New Hire #3 didn't last. New Hire #4 was Miss California. I am hoping New Hire #5 lasts.) On weekdays, this is not a problem -- he will use the shared Collegetown support license. But on weekends, Miss California will also need access and can't use Mom Boss's license because Mom Boss sometimes checks in from home.
So the plan for Saturdays is for New Hire #5 to use the shared Collegetown license, Miss California to use my license (#4), and me to use Mr. Geniality's license (#6). The trouble is that while I have the license name, I do not have the license password.
I could probably use the NYC office license (#7) in a pinch, but that's not a great plan. I will probably text Ms. Rise-and-Shine in the morning to see if she has the password for license #6.
But we can definitely get Miss California logged in on license #4 -- she and I have that part worked out just fine.
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And now to bed. :)
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