Week One
I'm glad this week's over.
It was a little... hellish. Well it did get hellish right about the last two days of it.
My priorities are the progression of the restructuring and cleaning up the DSR thing. Hnh. Looks funny that it looks so simple written in the same sentence like that. The amount of energy, plotting, and hard work in it is not evident.
So anyway. Assessment. DSR is shit, and Chris and I now need to play "the game" with some new people, including some others I don't really care for.
Sidenote: I miss life, when it was far simpler. I realized that people could not be blamed for not caring about the bigger picture or for an ideal. It's far easier to just give a damn about yourself and let all hell break loose everywhere else. The majority thinks like this. Then there's the few of us (the idealists and INTJs) who think too much about everything else.
The first thing I should fix, despite the fact that I'm pretty intimidated by how it should work out, is that DSR farce.
I envy David. Although that guy loses a lot of sleep over his work, he has this deep well of energy that he uses to initiate change.
Back to the DSR. I spent all of last night trying to fix the damn thing. 15 hours in the office and I still couldn't finish it. I have people who do this, but I can't expect myself to make it better by not understanding how it is done. I now have an idea how it is done, and it's not funny how much effort is spent in making that stupid thing.
Sidenote: I was laughing when Marissa was moaning about how she should have just followed her dad's advice and decided to pursue nursing one time when she was making the DSR. She get funny when she gets stressed.
Okay. Well. Here's a bit of self pep talk. I did it once when I was in Retail, I could do it again. Retail Support is now almost fucking flawless. Great people, skilled, fast, concerned, and clean as hell.
Who are my resources? Me. Olivia. Marissa. Jen. Chris and her exuberance.
- receives a call from Marissa. Glad to hear she's okay. I asked her a couple of questions. She said the "real time DSR" idea sounds fantastic. I was about to ask her about am/pm shifting in this but she got cut off-
Ah. Well let me write on paper. Typing it here is limiting. I need some charts and natural looking scribbling.
It was a little... hellish. Well it did get hellish right about the last two days of it.
My priorities are the progression of the restructuring and cleaning up the DSR thing. Hnh. Looks funny that it looks so simple written in the same sentence like that. The amount of energy, plotting, and hard work in it is not evident.
So anyway. Assessment. DSR is shit, and Chris and I now need to play "the game" with some new people, including some others I don't really care for.
Sidenote: I miss life, when it was far simpler. I realized that people could not be blamed for not caring about the bigger picture or for an ideal. It's far easier to just give a damn about yourself and let all hell break loose everywhere else. The majority thinks like this. Then there's the few of us (the idealists and INTJs) who think too much about everything else.
The first thing I should fix, despite the fact that I'm pretty intimidated by how it should work out, is that DSR farce.
I envy David. Although that guy loses a lot of sleep over his work, he has this deep well of energy that he uses to initiate change.
Back to the DSR. I spent all of last night trying to fix the damn thing. 15 hours in the office and I still couldn't finish it. I have people who do this, but I can't expect myself to make it better by not understanding how it is done. I now have an idea how it is done, and it's not funny how much effort is spent in making that stupid thing.
Sidenote: I was laughing when Marissa was moaning about how she should have just followed her dad's advice and decided to pursue nursing one time when she was making the DSR. She get funny when she gets stressed.
Okay. Well. Here's a bit of self pep talk. I did it once when I was in Retail, I could do it again. Retail Support is now almost fucking flawless. Great people, skilled, fast, concerned, and clean as hell.
Who are my resources? Me. Olivia. Marissa. Jen. Chris and her exuberance.
- receives a call from Marissa. Glad to hear she's okay. I asked her a couple of questions. She said the "real time DSR" idea sounds fantastic. I was about to ask her about am/pm shifting in this but she got cut off-
Ah. Well let me write on paper. Typing it here is limiting. I need some charts and natural looking scribbling.