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Frustrated ]
*melts a little* It's hot. It's so unbelievably hot right now. I've hardly eaten anything in three days because I get sick when I eat and it's this hot. Yesterday, on my way to BR, it was at least 92 degrees and I pass a group of cyclists on the freaking road.
In other news, I Hate my job. Right now, if the computers were to all spontaneously combust, I would throw a party and burn the charts in elegy. We go live on the ninth, which means the supervisors are all going nuts, which trickles down to us and puts undue stress upon the scanners. Not to mention the idiots at the other office that don't clean up after themselves when they're done with lunch. The scanner is set up in the conference room there, which is where the many drug reps set up their luncheons, but the freaking doctors don't clean up after themselves.
There was an e-mail sent to the employees about last-minute refresher courses, where people having trouble with the system could call one of the "experts" to have them explain how it works. There was a list attached with the names of the experts. Guess who was missing from it? That's right, the six of us that have been prepping and scanning charts since May. I'm grateful for the money, but I want some god damn recognition. Is that really too much to ask for? We don't even get a fucking thank you. Instead, we hear shit like, "Oh, you only prepped 20 charts today?" and "You only scanned 50?" Fucking hell. I'm going to take these stupid charts and cram them up their asses. Sideway. If I, the lowly peon, dare complain about no positive reinforcement, it's implied that I'm uppity and I don't appreciate all the Great Gods of the Office have given me.
I at least have something to look forward to. There's a roleplay party at my house this weekend. I'm finally getting a chance to play D&D again--it's been about four or five years since I've played it. My brother's friend is DMing and I'm hoping he's not a sadistic DM. Another of my brother's friends are joining us as well as the son of one of my coworkers who knows both my brother and myself. I'm bringing back my annoying-as-hell goody-two-shoes cleric that bugs the hell out of me, not to mention the entire party. I'm hoping that there's at least another female character if I'm going to be the only female at the game.
Frustrated ]
*melts a little* It's hot. It's so unbelievably hot right now. I've hardly eaten anything in three days because I get sick when I eat and it's this hot. Yesterday, on my way to BR, it was at least 92 degrees and I pass a group of cyclists on the freaking road.
In other news, I Hate my job. Right now, if the computers were to all spontaneously combust, I would throw a party and burn the charts in elegy. We go live on the ninth, which means the supervisors are all going nuts, which trickles down to us and puts undue stress upon the scanners. Not to mention the idiots at the other office that don't clean up after themselves when they're done with lunch. The scanner is set up in the conference room there, which is where the many drug reps set up their luncheons, but the freaking doctors don't clean up after themselves.
There was an e-mail sent to the employees about last-minute refresher courses, where people having trouble with the system could call one of the "experts" to have them explain how it works. There was a list attached with the names of the experts. Guess who was missing from it? That's right, the six of us that have been prepping and scanning charts since May. I'm grateful for the money, but I want some god damn recognition. Is that really too much to ask for? We don't even get a fucking thank you. Instead, we hear shit like, "Oh, you only prepped 20 charts today?" and "You only scanned 50?" Fucking hell. I'm going to take these stupid charts and cram them up their asses. Sideway. If I, the lowly peon, dare complain about no positive reinforcement, it's implied that I'm uppity and I don't appreciate all the Great Gods of the Office have given me.
I at least have something to look forward to. There's a roleplay party at my house this weekend. I'm finally getting a chance to play D&D again--it's been about four or five years since I've played it. My brother's friend is DMing and I'm hoping he's not a sadistic DM. Another of my brother's friends are joining us as well as the son of one of my coworkers who knows both my brother and myself. I'm bringing back my annoying-as-hell goody-two-shoes cleric that bugs the hell out of me, not to mention the entire party. I'm hoping that there's at least another female character if I'm going to be the only female at the game.