Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Damage Done to my nails today

2 bleeding...
ruined the curve of the right pinky, now its just a horizontal line dividing the tip of my finger...
jacked up the cuticle of the right middle...
the shape of the right index is so jagged, it's going to grow back looking like some sort of cookie cutter...
cuticle altogether gone on left thumb...
Hangnail taunting me on the left middle that, I can assure you, will be gone by the end of the day...

In other news, there is a raging bitch in my office who doesn't like me, whom I will heretofore refer to as "the arch-nemesis." I will have to give a full account of her wickedness at a later date.

There are 2 temp guys who I have been bojangling with at various times during the past week (they have my back in the raging bitch situation). And for the love of God, I have never seen anybody drink more hot cocoa than these two guys. They each drink at least 3 cups a day, if not more. Whenever one goes to the breakroom, he says to the other "Yo, you want some cocoa, son?" And I laugh a little more in my head whenever one of them comes back with a steaming cupfull. It's like they had never tasted it before or something. They drink it in the morning, with their lunch...they go mid-afternoon and then they usually have their nightcap, too right before leaving. Aright, I could go on about this, but I gotta get outta here.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Day 3 (wednesday)

Variables:

Outfit: khaki pants, long-sleeve green shirt, brown boots

Hours of sleep last night: 6

# of dollars in my checking account: $243

weather: freezing, snowing all day

# of days standing between me and my first paycheck: 11

This morning I accidentally stapled my building key card and broke it. Now I have to get a new one from the office administrator tomorrow. I just hope he doesn't ask for it back to try to fix it and see the staple holes. I don't know how I would explain that.

I made a mistake in docketing something yesterday that bit me in the ass today. When a mistake gets through (which they rarely do since everything is triple or quadruple checked by several different people before going to the attorneys) the attorneys are not happy. They descend to our floor from their isolated ivory tower (the half floor above us) and curtly inform us of what a mess we have made.

So yeah, that sucked.

I am PRAYING for a snow day tomorrow even though I know its not going to happen. I would get sooo drunk tomorrow if I didn't have to go to work.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

VS fashion show blues

Victoria's Secret fashion show + Seal - Giselle = kinda strugglin'

Anybody agree? This year's show was disappointing. They of course delivered on all the models and the outlandish getups and sets, but the entertainment aspect went horribly awry if you ask me.

An aging Heidi Clum was a mediocre host, at best. Heidi, in all her leggy glory, is no substitute for Giselle. I think we can all agree that we would have rather relinquished Heidi into retirement before G.

The Spicegirls' (also aging, not so gracefully) new song was nothing to write home about. Posh looked too smug to be there.

It annoyed the crap out of me that I kept having to see Lo's mousy face peeping up from the front row. What's next, Jenn Bunny walking the runway?

And I don't know if I can even comment on the the wretched disaster that was Seal. Whoever's misguided decision it was to enter him as the main event should seriously be fired. And the duet with Heidi was like seeing an actual trainwreck occur in front of my eyes, except I could and did look away.

So last year's was a tough act to follow, I get that...Justin, Giselle, Karolina in the 4 bjillion dollar diamond bra. But they could have and should have done better this year.

Day 2 (tuesday)

Variables:


Outfit: black pants, black boots, black collared blouse and light blue sweater vest

Hours of sleep last night: 7

# of dollars in checking account: $269

weather: snow flurries in the morning, sunny and cold in the afternoon

# of days between me and my first paycheck: 12


So today was ok. I've started to work out a notes/filing system that helps me keep track of the infinite amount of transactions and applications I have to learn. I now am somewhat organized and can at least find instructions on what to do in most cases, whereas before my notes were a complete and utter mess, unkempt and unreadable.

I still have not braved the break room for lunch, where some staff sit, socialize and watch soap operas. But I do go in there to make coffee and get water. They have a variety of tea and coffee selections, so today I decided to go for a cappucino. I didn't realize that the mix I grabbed was just for the topping. When I got back to my desk I took a big gulp of hot milk and foam and almost spit it out. It seemed to amuse my trainer though.

Um yeah today really wasn't that exciting. Our receptionist spent most of the day putting up and decorating the Christmas tree and I sat there wishing I could switch jobs with her. I finally switched the greeting on my phone. I got out of work for 15 minutes in the morning to meet with a woman about health insurance. Yeah ok, I think I'm done here.

Aaah, I miss my freedom.


Monday, December 3, 2007

Day 1 (monday)

Variables:


Outfit: black pants, pink sweater, red flat shoes


Hours of sleep last night: 7


# of dollars in checking account: $-38


weather: partly sunny, extremely windy and cold


# of days standing between me and my first pay check: 13


A frustrating morning gave way to a rather efficient and productive afternoon. I met 3 new people today, including one more of the attorneys who reside one floor up from me. I think now I have met 5 of them (there are 12) This one was quite friendly, albeit, terse and poorly groomed.

Oft there are excruciatingly awkward exchanges between my trainer and I as our senses of humor are mutually indecipherable. I have no idea when he is attempting a joke and he is even less apt to recognize my tomfoolery. So, usually he informs me after by saying "that was a joke" and I proceed to laugh. In my case, I'll say my piece and then when he doesn't laugh or acknowledge humorous intent I trail off and ask a work-related question.

I went to the bank during my lunch break to try to figure shit out for this credit card I applied for last week and to transfer the last of my funds from savings to checking. I now have $300 to last me from now until my first paycheck, which comes on the 15th.

Oh yeah and I found out my trainer will be taking a personal day next Monday, so I will be all by my lonesome with a massive amount of work. That leaves 4 days for me to learn all those things of vital importance to be completed accurately throughout the course of the day, which is a lot. I'll let you know how that turns out.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Baby steps

Ok so I decided I'm going to blog every day this week, Mon through Friday...give you all an extra special glimpse into what my days are like. At the end of each day, when my hovering supervisor is gone, I'm going to give some highlights and lowlights of the day and then reflect back at the end of the week.

I thought this might be a good way to chart my progress at this new job, for better or worse. Work efficiency, socialization, the works. Hopefully I will have improved on some things by the end of the week and if not, well there's always next week.

Wish me luck.