Settling into my loss of place...
So, here I am at my ex-work, getting ready to train one of my ex-co-workers to do the little that is left of my ex-job.
Looking to the future and job searching I find myself feeling odd. I actually have experience in something. Something boring but *something* never the less. I work with POS Data. No, not Piece Of Shit Data, Point Of Sale data. Every time you buy something, say a new toilet seat from Target, someone at target has to keep track of that sale and report it to corporate, who in turn reports it to the manufacturer of said seat. Sometimes. Sometimes the Manufacturer only cares to see that the seat was sold to Target from a distributor. Anyway, the data from the life of the toilet seat from when it was made to when it comes in contact with your ass, is tracked by someone. This is what I do.
There's also the world of inventory, keeping enough parts on hand in a wharehouse somewhere.
Or I could just go back to customer service. Maybe back to financial stuff. Oh hell, I don't know. I just wanna paint.
Opinions and suggestions welcome. :)
Looking to the future and job searching I find myself feeling odd. I actually have experience in something. Something boring but *something* never the less. I work with POS Data. No, not Piece Of Shit Data, Point Of Sale data. Every time you buy something, say a new toilet seat from Target, someone at target has to keep track of that sale and report it to corporate, who in turn reports it to the manufacturer of said seat. Sometimes. Sometimes the Manufacturer only cares to see that the seat was sold to Target from a distributor. Anyway, the data from the life of the toilet seat from when it was made to when it comes in contact with your ass, is tracked by someone. This is what I do.
There's also the world of inventory, keeping enough parts on hand in a wharehouse somewhere.
Or I could just go back to customer service. Maybe back to financial stuff. Oh hell, I don't know. I just wanna paint.
Opinions and suggestions welcome. :)