Month End Close
I know my supervisor is trying to bring me up to speed with everything I'm supposed to be able to do at my job, and I knew ahead of time I would have no formal training and that this job would be a toss-you-in-the-deep-end-so-you-have-no-choice-but-to-swim-position. Basically, I can't complain. Still, I wouldn't mind jumping a head a few months so I'm closer to the top of my my learning curve.
This recent week was really stressful; it was month end close and they entrused me to take ahold a little more of my responsibities by myself. I don't mind staying really late. I've pulled all-nighters before, so staying at the office until 11:00pm isn't a big deal. What I hate is staring at my computer, having no idea how to complete the task at hand, not able to seek guidance from my coworkers because they've already left.
I guess I could have gotten guidance from my supervisor, but...it's complicated. He had already lead me through the first half of the task, so asking for help for the rest of it would make me seem completely worthless. I had notes on what to do, but they used a different approach and didn't match up with what my boss expected. I don't doubt my boss was irritated when he check in on me to find me not much farther along than when he left (and what I'd done since didn't make much sense).
At least I now understand the catch-22 of not being able to get a job because you have no experience and not being able to get any experience because no one will hire you. I'm like a kid again, completely void of all (useful) knowledge. I suppose at some point, you run out of experienced job candidates, so employers have to hire green horns like me.
Live and learn, I suppose. Still, the sooner I understand things, the better. I may not even notice when my ineptitude is no longer a problem, like when you're self concious about acne, but you don't notice when you skin finally clears up because you only notice your zits because they frustrate you (and if you're me, you move straight from worry about zits to worrying about male pattern baldness). That must be why nearly everyone has trouble seizing the day and enjoying the moment.
Movie Rant
With the way work went this week, I figured I'd celebrate its ending by going to the opening night of Spiderman 3 (I will not mention any spoilers). Awesome movie, awful audience. Hands down, nerds and geeks make the best audiences. Fans of Star Wars, Star Trek, or iconic comic book heros only want to watch movie, so they won't ruin the event by adding their own commentary. For that reason alone, UGAnime spoiled me. That club is better at providing a theatre style environment than most theatres.
I was just frustrated. I used a lot of will power to avoid seeing any Spiderman trailers, commercials, or advertisements so the entire film would be fresh to me. I didn't even really mind having to sit front row because every other seat in the house was taken. Do people sincerely believe that even if they're only whispering to themselves trying to be cute, they're really just annoying everyone around them?
I suppose I'm just a coward. I'm usually at a movie with a friend, and I have this feeling if I turn around and say, "SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP! DO YOU EVER THINK SOMETHING YOU DON'T SAY!?," I'll start a fight during or after the show. Not that I'm afraid of getting beat up; I'd have no difficulty kicking whoever's teeth in, but I don't want to taint an evening out with friends.
Yes, I'm being cantankerous. I'll admit it. It's EVERY movie, though. Every movie I go to has some idiot whose eyes are wired to his or her mouth.
Now that I remember, I did watch Fearless by myself, but there was something about starting a brawl in a kung fu movie that seemed perverse.
I...don't know. Movie theatres need to hire bouncers. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to make up for yesterday and go see Spiderman 3 again sometime, so I can enjoy it. I have to. It's the right thing to do.