Meditations at bedtime
Apr. 6th, 2003 10:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotech_masterFinished making beef pot pie. Whew. It takes a lot of effort, but I'm starting to get pretty darned good at it, if I do say so myself. This time, I tried making the pie dough early and putting it in the fridge 'til I was ready for it, and it made the rolling out process much easier. Two 9" pies makes eight good-sized meals for me—which means that my lunches for all this week are pretty much taken care of.
And now it's about time for me to get in bed. In twelve hours, I'll be sitting down at my cubicle in the customer service bay and preparing to meet the customers. In twenty-four hours, I'll probably have just arrived home, worn and tired, and be stumbling over to fall into bed again. Oh boy.
I have to admit that, though I am looking forward to this job a great deal, I am really not looking forward to this coming week. Or at least, my feelings are mixed about it. We had four weeks of training, but I don't think it was quite adequate to prepare me for the job. That's only to be expected, of course; no amount of training for something can prepare you for the actual event. I'm going to have some learning to do. Probably a lot of it. So the next few days are probably going to be an exercise in frustration as I know that I need to find something, but can't quite figure out where it is. Time after time. Call after call.
But on the bright side, if I stick with it long enough, I expect I'll meet and surpass the quality of some of the reps I've monitored on the floor in the last couple of weeks. Practice makes perfect, after all. I hope.
And now it's about time for me to get in bed. In twelve hours, I'll be sitting down at my cubicle in the customer service bay and preparing to meet the customers. In twenty-four hours, I'll probably have just arrived home, worn and tired, and be stumbling over to fall into bed again. Oh boy.
I have to admit that, though I am looking forward to this job a great deal, I am really not looking forward to this coming week. Or at least, my feelings are mixed about it. We had four weeks of training, but I don't think it was quite adequate to prepare me for the job. That's only to be expected, of course; no amount of training for something can prepare you for the actual event. I'm going to have some learning to do. Probably a lot of it. So the next few days are probably going to be an exercise in frustration as I know that I need to find something, but can't quite figure out where it is. Time after time. Call after call.
But on the bright side, if I stick with it long enough, I expect I'll meet and surpass the quality of some of the reps I've monitored on the floor in the last couple of weeks. Practice makes perfect, after all. I hope.
