The Day...
Today was quite a bit hectic to say the least. In fact it started yesterday when I let myself go home from work at six.
I have been creating a PowerPoint slide show for this event that a co-worker is organizing next week. I've had all month to work on it and I have been working on it when the information and materials (i.e. pictures) got to me. When the stuff came to me I'd put it together and put it into the slide show. At the event, the slide show is only going to play in the background while people arrive and when the people are leaving, or so I was told, but that comes later. I was working on it last night because the committee (which I have apparently been elected to participate in, mind you I'm already in three committees for work and don't have much time otherwise) that is helping to plan the event was meeting today to go over the agenda, what needs to be included in the hand out materials, and to finalize my slide show.
Remember now, I'm coming into this about a month late and don't really know what has gone on when the committee met before. I was tentatively brought up to speed on everything, handed an agenda and was told to give input. That's fine, I'm a bright guy, I can handle that. What I can't handle is that when I have worked on something for a month, tried to design it to the specifications that have been given to me, and made sure that it is with in the time frame specified, it is shot down. The assistant executive director, who has not been into work for over a month now because he's got a bad back, took a look at it and decided that it wasn't needed. Hello? Excuse me?
What tops it off is that he started giving me advice on how to run PowerPoint (because he has a masters degree in business was the understated reason). First, I know what I'm doing. I know the little tricks of PowerPoint. I have read the tips on how to make an effective presentation. Second, I designed it to specs! I was told how to make it. I was told what needed to be included. And, in a small way, was told how to go about doing it! And then BAM, it was wiped out.
Fuck you Mr. Hopped-up-on-too-many-pain-killers-to-come-in-to-work-for-a-fricken-month-but-can-destroy-the-work-I've-done-can't-sit-in-one-position-for-too-long-so-you-have-to-steal- the-chair-I-was-sitting-in-ooo-I-went-to-harvard-pompous-ass-assistant-executive-director!
So here's a little break down of my day:
1. Work until six the night before on the PowerPoint slide show that I was told needed to be done.
2. Bring it home with me and continue to work on it until going to bed.
3. Wake up and go into work early to make sure that there were no mistakes and finish some loose ends.
4. Have my program manager look at it, give some feed back, and tell me that it looks good.
5. Drive my tired car down to Contookcook (where's that? exactly) to meet at the Asst. Exec. Dir. house because he's too fat and put his back out.
6. Meet there for two hours, wasting my time since all the effort and work I already put in was demolished and told that he could do better.
7. Race back up to Laconia to meet a match for a school meeting for the first time.
Now, I love the look on the faces of the children I help and the excitement that comes from them realizing that people out there actually care about them. I love that. However, it's shit like today that makes me seriously consider the other job opportunity that was presented to me a few days ago.
For a mere 78,000 dollars a year, I could assist a gentlemen run his business. Not too mention the profit bonus I would receive simply by helping him. I can work from home, make my hours, and rake in butt-loads of money. On the other hand, I won't be helping people.
Any thoughts out there from the few people who read my LJ? I could use some input.
At any rate, I'm home now. Listening to the crickets outside my window, watching my cat sleeping in the window sill, and enjoying the quiet. So I've found my center again. Whew...
P.S. I realize that I'm a hypocrite for posting this right after posting that I love my job. What can I say...
I have been creating a PowerPoint slide show for this event that a co-worker is organizing next week. I've had all month to work on it and I have been working on it when the information and materials (i.e. pictures) got to me. When the stuff came to me I'd put it together and put it into the slide show. At the event, the slide show is only going to play in the background while people arrive and when the people are leaving, or so I was told, but that comes later. I was working on it last night because the committee (which I have apparently been elected to participate in, mind you I'm already in three committees for work and don't have much time otherwise) that is helping to plan the event was meeting today to go over the agenda, what needs to be included in the hand out materials, and to finalize my slide show.
Remember now, I'm coming into this about a month late and don't really know what has gone on when the committee met before. I was tentatively brought up to speed on everything, handed an agenda and was told to give input. That's fine, I'm a bright guy, I can handle that. What I can't handle is that when I have worked on something for a month, tried to design it to the specifications that have been given to me, and made sure that it is with in the time frame specified, it is shot down. The assistant executive director, who has not been into work for over a month now because he's got a bad back, took a look at it and decided that it wasn't needed. Hello? Excuse me?
What tops it off is that he started giving me advice on how to run PowerPoint (because he has a masters degree in business was the understated reason). First, I know what I'm doing. I know the little tricks of PowerPoint. I have read the tips on how to make an effective presentation. Second, I designed it to specs! I was told how to make it. I was told what needed to be included. And, in a small way, was told how to go about doing it! And then BAM, it was wiped out.
Fuck you Mr. Hopped-up-on-too-many-pain-killers-to-come-in-to-work-for-a-fricken-month-but-can-destroy-the-work-I've-done-can't-sit-in-one-position-for-too-long-so-you-have-to-steal- the-chair-I-was-sitting-in-ooo-I-went-to-harvard-pompous-ass-assistant-executive-director!
So here's a little break down of my day:
1. Work until six the night before on the PowerPoint slide show that I was told needed to be done.
2. Bring it home with me and continue to work on it until going to bed.
3. Wake up and go into work early to make sure that there were no mistakes and finish some loose ends.
4. Have my program manager look at it, give some feed back, and tell me that it looks good.
5. Drive my tired car down to Contookcook (where's that? exactly) to meet at the Asst. Exec. Dir. house because he's too fat and put his back out.
6. Meet there for two hours, wasting my time since all the effort and work I already put in was demolished and told that he could do better.
7. Race back up to Laconia to meet a match for a school meeting for the first time.
Now, I love the look on the faces of the children I help and the excitement that comes from them realizing that people out there actually care about them. I love that. However, it's shit like today that makes me seriously consider the other job opportunity that was presented to me a few days ago.
For a mere 78,000 dollars a year, I could assist a gentlemen run his business. Not too mention the profit bonus I would receive simply by helping him. I can work from home, make my hours, and rake in butt-loads of money. On the other hand, I won't be helping people.
Any thoughts out there from the few people who read my LJ? I could use some input.
At any rate, I'm home now. Listening to the crickets outside my window, watching my cat sleeping in the window sill, and enjoying the quiet. So I've found my center again. Whew...
P.S. I realize that I'm a hypocrite for posting this right after posting that I love my job. What can I say...