3793: Can't Repeat
Helper was a thorn in my side as per usual, with the usual footnotes [read: I recognize the need for cross-training, even when it's at a hinderance to myself, because that's just how it works]. I think what gets me the most is her paranoia on my behalf--we had 270 checks today [medium-large load], but even when it's 100 checks, I get this horrified reaction as though I'm going to be at my desk all week without break.
Some of this I attribute to unfamiliarity with the job, and the fact that 100 checks genuinely would take Helper as long as it would take me to do 300, but the catch is I work on my own job [generally] without interruption. Helper tries to multitask [something I mentioned grated on my nerves when it comes time to collect and I have to wait]. I'm not exactly sure how to address this--any sort of brush off I might give of how long it will take me comes off as that polite, "Oh, this is nothing, don't worry," that somehow sounds like I'm just trying to downplay the actual [perceived] workload. I don't really know what I'm supposed to say that will work.
Some of it, on the other hand, I attribute to wanting to repay me for being smart and figuring out things everyone else can't. I'm not trying to be egotistical about it, either--it's even simple stuff like, Helper: "Why isn't this invoice showing up in the system for payment?" Me: "It's already been paid." Helper: "...ohhhhh..."
What can I say? I said I didn't like the "teacher" role, but I also don't like the "student" trying to equal everything out between us. I'm just doing my job.
[Some of it is, I get the impression, Helper wants to try to get me out at the same time every day, but I accepted the job in the first place knowing my Mondays would be longer. I even stay late on purpose so I can justify leaving early on Wednesdays as per preference. I don't really have a convenient "moment" to explain this without being patronizing/assuming that's even the idea in the first place, though.]
The OTHER aggravation [which I miraculously forgot until today] is, while dawdling, I decided to work on the dividers for the month-end books. Note: Each book needs one each of 21 different labels. Before showing me how to do the books, PHB printed out #ARBITRARY of each label... meaning, without printing more labels, some books would be missing #X labels. [Throwing out the excess would be wasteful is why it matters.] The significance of this is I have spent the last #MONTHS of books trying to accumulate and print a specific number of labels to fill in the gaps, and only after preparing the next four months of books' worth of dividers have I approached using all of the original labels without gaps.
The aggravation part? The day after I finished through the current month and into the next four months of dividers, they had a meeting and decided to do away with the divider format.
T_T
Day after! I should have killed time on some other project instead and not wasted the dividers. Or, yes, they're still functional, but they'd have to be skinned of label inserts when I'd already fussed over them for forty-five minutes.
I dunno. Seems like I might as well not do anything, even #TAFFY [value = project I was supposed to learn before she got canned which Mrs. Fris is still trying to ghetto-rig for me such that I end up doing lowest priority when I do it].
I know there are a million other things I could be angry about with greater justification, but I find I just accept it. "Accept injustice?" Yes. I can either stew over the fact that injustice is happening somewhere, somehow, like I did the entirety of my teenage years, or I can accept that injustice has to occur as part of the greater balance. History repeats itself because the new generation, without a frame of reference, does not understand the tragedies that generations past have endured until it is too late. Why fight to eradicate ignorance* when this is impossible?
[I've hinted at this in my works as the grander scheme of things, but I've either not been clear enough or haven't gotten to that point yet, in various stages. Or, no one's read it, which is possible...]
*the literal ignorance: lack of knowledge
Guilt: We dropped by [a non-closing] Borders to use my 40%-off coupon, and there were Girl Scouts selling cookies. Significance: One of the WAY-out-of-state reps passed an order form around the office some months ago--defeating the point of the cookie sales if the daughter herself isn't doing the job--and I have yet to get the cookies I ordered. I should have rewarded the girls who were doing what they were supposed to be doing, instead of someone's DAD doing the work for her, but... *no excuse*
Also, I would have my cookies now =( Fucking everyone buys Thin Mints, I've had ONE box of Trefoils EVAR *cries*
[guess I don't really need the fat/sugar, but POINT BEING I DO NOT HAVE SOMETHING ATTAINABLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO CAN HAS]
...oh, and impromptu BGN last night. DESPITE SHITTING DOWN RAIN. Dominion with n00bs: Bishop + Grand Market = ALMOST WIN AAGH ENGINE TOO SLOW D= I think my flaw was generating points too slowly vs. saving for at least the one Gold earlier than I'd gotten it, but C won both games fair and square. [Didn't quite follow how the other side of the table was doing, but looked like a Jon strategy going without Jon...]
NEW RACE = ALCHEMY blehhhh XD~~~| ...well, that's what I get for impulse buying... C says we need to do one test play to really see how the mechanics work, but somehow I doubt that'll happen =/
Also not happening: drawring ::T_T:: "...next time!" -- Rhodey
...tl;dr yet? :'
Some of this I attribute to unfamiliarity with the job, and the fact that 100 checks genuinely would take Helper as long as it would take me to do 300, but the catch is I work on my own job [generally] without interruption. Helper tries to multitask [something I mentioned grated on my nerves when it comes time to collect and I have to wait]. I'm not exactly sure how to address this--any sort of brush off I might give of how long it will take me comes off as that polite, "Oh, this is nothing, don't worry," that somehow sounds like I'm just trying to downplay the actual [perceived] workload. I don't really know what I'm supposed to say that will work.
Some of it, on the other hand, I attribute to wanting to repay me for being smart and figuring out things everyone else can't. I'm not trying to be egotistical about it, either--it's even simple stuff like, Helper: "Why isn't this invoice showing up in the system for payment?" Me: "It's already been paid." Helper: "...ohhhhh..."
What can I say? I said I didn't like the "teacher" role, but I also don't like the "student" trying to equal everything out between us. I'm just doing my job.
[Some of it is, I get the impression, Helper wants to try to get me out at the same time every day, but I accepted the job in the first place knowing my Mondays would be longer. I even stay late on purpose so I can justify leaving early on Wednesdays as per preference. I don't really have a convenient "moment" to explain this without being patronizing/assuming that's even the idea in the first place, though.]
The OTHER aggravation [which I miraculously forgot until today] is, while dawdling, I decided to work on the dividers for the month-end books. Note: Each book needs one each of 21 different labels. Before showing me how to do the books, PHB printed out #ARBITRARY of each label... meaning, without printing more labels, some books would be missing #X labels. [Throwing out the excess would be wasteful is why it matters.] The significance of this is I have spent the last #MONTHS of books trying to accumulate and print a specific number of labels to fill in the gaps, and only after preparing the next four months of books' worth of dividers have I approached using all of the original labels without gaps.
The aggravation part? The day after I finished through the current month and into the next four months of dividers, they had a meeting and decided to do away with the divider format.
T_T
Day after! I should have killed time on some other project instead and not wasted the dividers. Or, yes, they're still functional, but they'd have to be skinned of label inserts when I'd already fussed over them for forty-five minutes.
I dunno. Seems like I might as well not do anything, even #TAFFY [value = project I was supposed to learn before she got canned which Mrs. Fris is still trying to ghetto-rig for me such that I end up doing lowest priority when I do it].
I know there are a million other things I could be angry about with greater justification, but I find I just accept it. "Accept injustice?" Yes. I can either stew over the fact that injustice is happening somewhere, somehow, like I did the entirety of my teenage years, or I can accept that injustice has to occur as part of the greater balance. History repeats itself because the new generation, without a frame of reference, does not understand the tragedies that generations past have endured until it is too late. Why fight to eradicate ignorance* when this is impossible?
[I've hinted at this in my works as the grander scheme of things, but I've either not been clear enough or haven't gotten to that point yet, in various stages. Or, no one's read it, which is possible...]
*the literal ignorance: lack of knowledge
Guilt: We dropped by [a non-closing] Borders to use my 40%-off coupon, and there were Girl Scouts selling cookies. Significance: One of the WAY-out-of-state reps passed an order form around the office some months ago--defeating the point of the cookie sales if the daughter herself isn't doing the job--and I have yet to get the cookies I ordered. I should have rewarded the girls who were doing what they were supposed to be doing, instead of someone's DAD doing the work for her, but... *no excuse*
Also, I would have my cookies now =( Fucking everyone buys Thin Mints, I've had ONE box of Trefoils EVAR *cries*
[guess I don't really need the fat/sugar, but POINT BEING I DO NOT HAVE SOMETHING ATTAINABLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO CAN HAS]
...oh, and impromptu BGN last night. DESPITE SHITTING DOWN RAIN. Dominion with n00bs: Bishop + Grand Market = ALMOST WIN AAGH ENGINE TOO SLOW D= I think my flaw was generating points too slowly vs. saving for at least the one Gold earlier than I'd gotten it, but C won both games fair and square. [Didn't quite follow how the other side of the table was doing, but looked like a Jon strategy going without Jon...]
NEW RACE = ALCHEMY blehhhh XD~~~| ...well, that's what I get for impulse buying... C says we need to do one test play to really see how the mechanics work, but somehow I doubt that'll happen =/
Also not happening: drawring ::T_T:: "...next time!" -- Rhodey
...tl;dr yet? :'