Idle hands are hear again
I'm at work, inside the cleanroom, typing with nitrile gloves and waiting for work for the 8th or 9th (or 12th?) day. I had some work for about an hour or so yesterday and boy, that was nice. That's rather sad, to look forward to that type of work like that.
If it's slow, I shouldn't be here. That's just how I see manufacturing. I guess I shouldn't complain too much, after all I'm being paid to be idle and also I still have a job to go to and be paid.
Though it's not as if I haven't been trying to keep busy. Hell, myself and an other 'long-timer' assembler went thru no less than 10 of the Manufacturing Processes, detailing improvements, errors and possible corrections. That killed about 3-4 weeks along with off-again-on-again work.
However, all this idleness is a movitator for submitting my resume' to the 3 tech positions that are open at the Maple Grove location. One of the current techs keeps hounding me, good-naturely of course, to apply to said open positions.
I've been hesitant (hell, when haven't I've been hesitant?) to apply due to my lack of schooling... and somewhat because of my minimal experience as just being an assembler. But it doesn't hurt to try. I guess I'm more wary of actually getting one of the positions rather than being turned down.
I have become comfortable here... probably too comfortable... or I've been comfortable with the apparent lack of progress with goals in life. But what are those then? What are my goals? Where does society's out of context expectations for my life stop and my own irrational/selfish desires/plans for life begin?
I was making a list of goals just yesterday and was kinda struck how lopsided it seemed to me. The list was two halves; stuff I want to do and stuff I need to do. Then each half had short-term, medium-term and long-term goals. The lopsidedness was that the number of item of the short-term (less than 30 days) way outnumbered the medium-term (1 to 12 months) which in turn outnumbered the long-term(1-4 years) by 2:1.
It was the same for both lists, similiar numbers in each term and the same size ratio. Thats why I wonder where my goals end and cultures goals begin.
I suppose I better stop getting paid to update this and pretend to work again.
If it's slow, I shouldn't be here. That's just how I see manufacturing. I guess I shouldn't complain too much, after all I'm being paid to be idle and also I still have a job to go to and be paid.
Though it's not as if I haven't been trying to keep busy. Hell, myself and an other 'long-timer' assembler went thru no less than 10 of the Manufacturing Processes, detailing improvements, errors and possible corrections. That killed about 3-4 weeks along with off-again-on-again work.
However, all this idleness is a movitator for submitting my resume' to the 3 tech positions that are open at the Maple Grove location. One of the current techs keeps hounding me, good-naturely of course, to apply to said open positions.
I've been hesitant (hell, when haven't I've been hesitant?) to apply due to my lack of schooling... and somewhat because of my minimal experience as just being an assembler. But it doesn't hurt to try. I guess I'm more wary of actually getting one of the positions rather than being turned down.
I have become comfortable here... probably too comfortable... or I've been comfortable with the apparent lack of progress with goals in life. But what are those then? What are my goals? Where does society's out of context expectations for my life stop and my own irrational/selfish desires/plans for life begin?
I was making a list of goals just yesterday and was kinda struck how lopsided it seemed to me. The list was two halves; stuff I want to do and stuff I need to do. Then each half had short-term, medium-term and long-term goals. The lopsidedness was that the number of item of the short-term (less than 30 days) way outnumbered the medium-term (1 to 12 months) which in turn outnumbered the long-term(1-4 years) by 2:1.
It was the same for both lists, similiar numbers in each term and the same size ratio. Thats why I wonder where my goals end and cultures goals begin.
I suppose I better stop getting paid to update this and pretend to work again.