how things have changed
Well the day after my last entry I went to work to find out the person who was about to become my boss had a heart attack. She is sore and tired but ok. But you can imagine the spin this has put things into. Two days after that another member of the Quality team had to pull out due to illness in her family ...and then there were two.
So Kevin and I, still in shock, drove down to Brisbane to face training alone. Training was frustrating, informative and in some places fun. Mind you when I say fun I'm mainly referring to the after training drinking and socializing... I new the next 6months were going to be busy but I wasn't aware of exactly how busy...you see, we get audited officially in June, and every single service (roughly 40) in this area needs to be operating in the exact same fashion....which might sound very simple but believe me when I say each of them has their unique ways of doing things.
So up to this stage I was ok, yes the task was every bit as daunting as it seemed but it was ok. With Kev and the manual by my side we would make it, damn it. But then I got back to good old Toowanda, where a decision had been made to keep me in my managerial position til the end of December...leaving Kev and the manual to their own devices.
So now I'm walking into the office tomorrow to see if I can negotiate doing half-and-half ... but the Area Manager will be away til Wednesday. So I figure as long as the walls agree with my plan we can just go right ahead.................maybe...............
I now realize how bland this entry is but unfortunately that was my week. The funniest thing to happen was someone I work with telling their worker that I was dead cos they hadn't seen me in 4days: "She's dead, I just know it" followed by a sorrowful shaking of the head. So it's good to know that someone somewhere misses me.
Oh, the other kind of fun thing was we had a work get together last night at one of my boss's house. A little drinking, a little cricket and a lot of pool and innuendo was had by all. I left feeling quite triumphant that every time I said the word 'balls' one of my male colleagues cowered in the corner....and I hadn't even demonstrated my ball-busting ability at that stage.
Undefined flirtation continues to be a regular part of my week. It often makes me feel catholic as the guilt I associate it with seems all-consuming. God knows what it's about, but we got told off for bickering like a married couple on Friday. And he made me lunch....one I could eat and one out of clay..... And then during a conversation that involved Nina Simone, me pretending to be doing a cooking show, weight lifting (20kg's thank you very much) and really bad accents, he told me that I definitely don't need to do drugs. I'm choosing to take that as a complement, by the way.
So Kevin and I, still in shock, drove down to Brisbane to face training alone. Training was frustrating, informative and in some places fun. Mind you when I say fun I'm mainly referring to the after training drinking and socializing... I new the next 6months were going to be busy but I wasn't aware of exactly how busy...you see, we get audited officially in June, and every single service (roughly 40) in this area needs to be operating in the exact same fashion....which might sound very simple but believe me when I say each of them has their unique ways of doing things.
So up to this stage I was ok, yes the task was every bit as daunting as it seemed but it was ok. With Kev and the manual by my side we would make it, damn it. But then I got back to good old Toowanda, where a decision had been made to keep me in my managerial position til the end of December...leaving Kev and the manual to their own devices.
So now I'm walking into the office tomorrow to see if I can negotiate doing half-and-half ... but the Area Manager will be away til Wednesday. So I figure as long as the walls agree with my plan we can just go right ahead.................maybe...............
I now realize how bland this entry is but unfortunately that was my week. The funniest thing to happen was someone I work with telling their worker that I was dead cos they hadn't seen me in 4days: "She's dead, I just know it" followed by a sorrowful shaking of the head. So it's good to know that someone somewhere misses me.
Oh, the other kind of fun thing was we had a work get together last night at one of my boss's house. A little drinking, a little cricket and a lot of pool and innuendo was had by all. I left feeling quite triumphant that every time I said the word 'balls' one of my male colleagues cowered in the corner....and I hadn't even demonstrated my ball-busting ability at that stage.
Undefined flirtation continues to be a regular part of my week. It often makes me feel catholic as the guilt I associate it with seems all-consuming. God knows what it's about, but we got told off for bickering like a married couple on Friday. And he made me lunch....one I could eat and one out of clay..... And then during a conversation that involved Nina Simone, me pretending to be doing a cooking show, weight lifting (20kg's thank you very much) and really bad accents, he told me that I definitely don't need to do drugs. I'm choosing to take that as a complement, by the way.