Oct 14, 2003 21:40
In addition to because I liked my old manager, I was reluctant to switch to a new department because I like being good at my job and knowing its aspects. It took me months to get good at my old job, and I was damn good. And I was afraid I'd have to spend a few months learning stuff on this new job before I was really good there too. But you know what? I'm freaking awesome already. Usually it takes longer to show a new person how to do something than to do it yourself. But one of my coworkers was walking me through how to do something for the first time a few days ago, and I'd be willing to bet that I did it even faster than he could've done it himself. I'm familiar with a lot of the terminology from the work I did in my old job, and my considerable computer skills translate over such that I'm kicking ass. They're asking for my advice on how to do things or fix errors in their programs as much as I'm asking them how the processes specific to their department work. Or, if not as much, at least frequently. At the end of today Tehya (my new neighbor) even remarked that she would've been helpless without me today.
The day before the California election, I decided that Arnold's groping multiple women who didn't want him to bothered me enough that I wouldn't vote for him if I lived in California. The next obvious choice, of course, is McClintock. And great candidate though he might have been were he the only Republican running, I'm not inclined to encourage people to split the vote. And that idiot Lieutenant Governor is out, of course. So do you know for whom I eventually decided that I would've voted? Mary Carey. The porn star. I saw her on a talk show, and she was actually fairly articulate. Probably more so than me, to be honest. Though my oral skills are pretty bad (writing is my method of expression of choice). And it would've amused me to vote for a female porn star.
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