Also, remember how I said I found a work-around solution for my computer problem, working from another computer? Well, that other computer stopped working with me, too. The same ting it ran perfectly in the morning, it claims it can't right now. The exact same thing. I'm poisoning computers or something, I don't know anymore. And I don't know what to do.
Oh, Nilly, this sounds horrible.
I always feel a little bad at work because (and I know this is hard to believe) I am the most "do not put up with shit and I am a working professional not a slave" secretary/admin in our office. Because of this, though, I actually get a lot more respect/collegiatlity from the big!boss than a couple of people who are technically senior to me who just do everything she says exactly the way she says it, even when it is ridiculous. I mean, i mostly just don't tell her. My old job put me at an advantage, too, because I have close working relationships with people really high up in the university. But I feel bad sometimes that I get treated with more respect for me and my time.
ETA re Academia:
I still laugh because the students (and sometimes the professors!) think the admins get Christmas break, too. I mean, yes our work is light and some people take vacation time, but it is not our "time off"!
You can pass the interview bone my way, right?
I need it for Google tomorrow, but after that, it's totally yours. (I also have another second interview with a different place on Tuesday, but I won't be greedy.)
It sounds like your relationship with your boss has become toxic. I won't try to assign blame because I certainly don't know the whole story, but I hope you'll find something else soon. And write that children's book, because I want to buy it.
In other news, I got a haircut this afternoon!
But I still couldn't imagine having lived away before college.
Yeah, my mom actually wanted me to go away to one of the Select Sixteen so that I would be more challenged, but I didn't want to leave home. It probably was a good idea, but given that she died the year I graduated college, I'm very glad to have had that time with her.
I still laugh because the students (and sometimes the professors!) think the admins get Christmas break, too. I mean, yes our work is light and some people take vacation time, but it is not our "time off"!
When I worked at my grad school, they closed Fridays in the summer -- and the admins had to use vacation time! Or make up the time, I think.
Sorry for dumping this you-can't-do-anything-about-this stuff on you guys. It's just that you're the only ones awake. The people who can actually try to help me (or diagnose me as computer poison) are all asleep right now. I e-mailed them (including the poor just-wanted-to-help guy whose computer I just poisoned), but it'll be a few hours before they wake up and see it.
In the meantime, I have to make myself stop thinking about *this* part, and get back to the other million parts I'm behind on. It's just so hard to stop thinking about that nagging thing that wouldn't work, you know?
Oh, well. Focus. Yes. That's it.
I need it for Google tomorrow
Oh, good luck.
Go Emmett!
That would ping me as "wrong," but not because I'm all full of class and such, but because of the proportions of empty wall:pictures.
Fancy high-class book larnin' with the "proportions" and the ":"!
Ha! I only use those fancy words and punctuation marks to impress high-class folks!
Is it wrong of me to think that, maybe, the actual process of looking for a new place may change your boss' attitude a bit, making him realize how valuable you are to the place in general and the symposium specifically?
Unfortunately, no. He believes that I'm incompetent. Before he left on Friday sort of washed his hands of me, said he was going to save yelling at me until the symposium was over, and that I was working below my pay grade.
Allyson, because your boss has (1) told you that he's going to "yell at [you]," but at a future date at his convenience, then surely he knows that by pre-warning you about the "yelling," (2) you *know* things ain't good at work.
And therefore, any boss who tells his employee that she's incompetent ABSOLUTELY has to know that said employee is going to start looking for a job that appreciates her. Seriously. He's all but said, "After the symposium, you're in BIG TROUBLE, missy!" If he's stupid enough to think that, after that, you *wouldn't* immediately start looking for jobs, well, then, he deserves to be left high and dry for the symposium.
After all, why would he want an incompetent person working on his symposium, right?
Seriously. You have to look out for your own interests above all else.
But whose eye level. I am 5'2" I bet Sherlock Holmes is taller than I am!
Your own eye level. He was actually talking about writing on the wall, but his point was that a person will write something on the wall at their own eye level.
Select Sixteen
What's that?
The super-elite East Coast prep schools that have been around forever: Andover, Exeter, Hotchkiss, Groton, St. Mark's, St. Paul's, Middlesex...
Huh. I've never heard of that.
