OK, this shared office business is going to drive me CRAZY. There are people in here, lots of people (OK, four, but still), and they're talking LOUD, mostly not to me, but STILL. It's seriously giving me the sort of claustrophobic panic attack I normally get when I'm in a very crowded hallway with people physically bumping into me, but I can't SAY anything, because this is a shared office and it's not like I can demand that everyone work in silence! And this one woman, the one with the LOUD grating voice, narrates every move she makes, and it's making me want to SCREAM.
Damn. I liked this job for the first four months. Now I'm starting to hate it. And I'm starting to doubt anything will ever be better.
DJ, you should not have linked me to GoJane. There's some delightfully fun (and slightly tacky, but that's what makes it fun) stuff in there....
Susan, can you wear an unobtrusive iPod?
I love sitting in airplanes on the runway. Nothing like being held prisoner.
The movers come at 8am on Friday, the DH is painting our kitchen in the new!house and I am at work, TOTALLY unable to concentrate. I have no worries about getting it all done, I'm just all antsy.
ETA--good, quick flights to vw and ND!
Susan, can you wear an unobtrusive iPod?
That's a possible long-term solution. I've never been a big headphones person (they seem to exacerbate my TMJ somehow), so I don't own an iPod or anything, but I know it would be OK with TPTB here if I used headphones when noise is a problem. So I'll see if I can get something. I think DH even owns a still-functional but outdated iPod I could use if I were so inclined.
Also, I probably need to go call my counselor. I'm moving way too quickly from "minor annoyance making my day less pleasant than it could be" to "life is TERRIBLE and there's no hope it'll EVER improve" these days.
Loud Talker is gone for the moment, but she only went to the cafe for coffee and will be back soon.
I think part of the problem is that my predecessor in this position was as extroverted an extrovert as you'll ever meet, and while the everyday staff have adjusted to having a quiet person as ops manager, the community chaplains and so on who come in less frequently treat me like they did John the Gregarious.
...and the Loud Talker is already back. Sigh.
This flight boarded at about 11:10. It is now almost 1. Dear doG this sucks.
Oh sweetie, I'm sorry you're stuck on the tarmac. I wonder if it's all of the fires that are slowing things down. At least you have a direct flight, right?
And how many times do I have to TELL her that the materials that used to be in the cabinets by my desk aren't there anymore, because those are now my files and storage space, and that I don't KNOW where they got moved to because I wasn't the one who moved them!
