"Good Afternoon, Precision Steel"
Well, here I am on my last day as "Receptionist Extraordinaire" for P.S. "just south of the Yellowhead, east of 17th st." My first real day was last Friday, and I rejoined the group on Tuesday after a crazy weekend of home, camping, Fairbairns, MacChesneys (aunt & uncle), mother-in-law and Law's family, home and kitten love.
Some highlights of my stint as a crap receptionist include:
1. forgetting names, being dyslexic with phone numbers
2. too much coffee, with evaporated milk for cream
3. rocking some excellent salads, inspired by DM of plover fame
4. being the only female here
5. having my own bathroom (see #4)
6. learning to fax
7. learning Lotus
8. learning to fix mistakes I've made on the TPS reports (timecards, Excel files) every day
9. "sorting" mail - it's silly how hard this is
10. sometimes wearing goggles - funny because my nose is so small, and I'm already wearing glasses
11. wearing a hard-hat - I naturally chose the fashionable blue one over the tacky white one
12. using the walkie-talkie to page people
13. EVERYONE switching their phone to speakerphone as a result of my skills, but no one saying anything
14. everyone being surprisingly super-nice and patient
15. Ernest Mermel, the old Soviet guy the regular receptionist warned me to watch out for, 'cause he's so demanding - he actually really likes me. He tells me about his organic apple growing, and brings me apples. He feeds the bunnies. He took me for a tour of the place, and attempted to explain what they do around here (it involves steel, some blueprints, some welding, and MASSIVE creations - I dunno, things that places like Petro-Can use at their plants and such. Whatever. I look good in a blue hard-hat). We bonded.
16. I learned to scan blueprints, turn them into a .pdf file and email them!
17. There are more people with Russian accents around here than a girl can shake a stick at (see #15)
18. I have read more than a fair share of www.laineygossip.com, TMZ, and other such mind-melting goss. I am truly the authority on Paris, L.Lo and B. Spears. Huzzah!
19. I have done A LOT of emailling. And since I am a pretty fair-weather emailler these days, I understand why some of you NEVER EMAILLED BACK. You know who you are.
So. I am done here in about 1.45 hours. It was a slice. I will not miss it.
On Monday, thanks to D. Staffing's much better testing system, I will be starting a month-long post as something data-entry related for the Canadian Cancer Society. A month long! It's like a real job. According to the Kelly Services testing, I basically have fewer skills than a one-armed in-bred monkey, but I aced almost all of the tests at D. Staffing, so...you know. I have a preferred staffing service now.
And I think I have "scored" my first two piano students...home-schooled boys....I will let you know how that goes.
Hoping all are well and good.
Some highlights of my stint as a crap receptionist include:
1. forgetting names, being dyslexic with phone numbers
2. too much coffee, with evaporated milk for cream
3. rocking some excellent salads, inspired by DM of plover fame
4. being the only female here
5. having my own bathroom (see #4)
6. learning to fax
7. learning Lotus
8. learning to fix mistakes I've made on the TPS reports (timecards, Excel files) every day
9. "sorting" mail - it's silly how hard this is
10. sometimes wearing goggles - funny because my nose is so small, and I'm already wearing glasses
11. wearing a hard-hat - I naturally chose the fashionable blue one over the tacky white one
12. using the walkie-talkie to page people
13. EVERYONE switching their phone to speakerphone as a result of my skills, but no one saying anything
14. everyone being surprisingly super-nice and patient
15. Ernest Mermel, the old Soviet guy the regular receptionist warned me to watch out for, 'cause he's so demanding - he actually really likes me. He tells me about his organic apple growing, and brings me apples. He feeds the bunnies. He took me for a tour of the place, and attempted to explain what they do around here (it involves steel, some blueprints, some welding, and MASSIVE creations - I dunno, things that places like Petro-Can use at their plants and such. Whatever. I look good in a blue hard-hat). We bonded.
16. I learned to scan blueprints, turn them into a .pdf file and email them!
17. There are more people with Russian accents around here than a girl can shake a stick at (see #15)
18. I have read more than a fair share of www.laineygossip.com, TMZ, and other such mind-melting goss. I am truly the authority on Paris, L.Lo and B. Spears. Huzzah!
19. I have done A LOT of emailling. And since I am a pretty fair-weather emailler these days, I understand why some of you NEVER EMAILLED BACK. You know who you are.
So. I am done here in about 1.45 hours. It was a slice. I will not miss it.
On Monday, thanks to D. Staffing's much better testing system, I will be starting a month-long post as something data-entry related for the Canadian Cancer Society. A month long! It's like a real job. According to the Kelly Services testing, I basically have fewer skills than a one-armed in-bred monkey, but I aced almost all of the tests at D. Staffing, so...you know. I have a preferred staffing service now.
And I think I have "scored" my first two piano students...home-schooled boys....I will let you know how that goes.
Hoping all are well and good.