Wednesday, Aug. 30, 2006
Shooting Blanks and I Don't Care
I've got maybe fifteen or twenty minutes allocated for me to be online tonight. Rosie had dinner ready shortly after I got home, I did dishes, one of the guys was online and the other was working elsewhere. Did I mention how much dial-up sucketh?
Oh well, I'm grateful I have an Internet connection, period!
And while the guys were supposed to clean up in the kitchen, that hasn't happened since we've been here. MC and Zeb have been circling one another sort of like half-witted buzzards. They're not exactly enemies; it's more like neither one can decide who's got seniority. Each has points in his favor - different points, different defining lines. They've got one thing in common and from there they diverge pretty widely. Rosie and I just sort of shake our heads. Men can be so damned insecure sometimes that it's crazy.
Work today for me was again kind of frantic. The boss wasn't going to have me jumping in full-throttle just yet, but frankly with a three-day weekend coming up (and I actually GET a three-day weekend here) things were too busy for me to sit on my keister.
Besides, my immediate boss was out and with tight deadlines looming, sitting quietly to one side really wasn't an option. So I took care of what I could, asked a bazillion questions, and did what I could to help.
I don't know how much longer I can keep up the breakneck pace, but if I can hold out a little while longer, maybe things will ease up a little. They really weren't kidding about needing help, that's for sure!
To be perfectly honest, while there are obviously some differences, there's a WHOOOOLLLE heck of a lot of my radio experience that transfers to this job seamlessly. My immediate boss was out of the office this afternoon and we were short-handed in my department. While I couldn't directly solve a problem that came up, at least I was able to anticipate enough to pull the relevant files and have them available to corporate before they even asked, and have learned enough to field some calls and take care of some simple aspects of the job.
Barring catastrophe, I should have enough money to hold us until my first paycheck. I made a whirlwind trip to the grocery store this afternoon - hadn't planned on spending that much but called Rosie asking what we needed, and she gave me a list, hehehe.
It really is kind of culture shock being in a town where so many people are military. There are uniformed men and women absolutely everywhere, along with the classical military haircuts and so on. And OMG - a mall!!!! There's frigging mall in the city where I work, just a few minutes' drive from here! I'd nearly forgotten what it was like to live in (or at least close to) a city where you have a choice of stores for shopping. There's more than Wally World, woohooo!!!
There's not a Fry's Electronics (which is probably a good thing, come to think of it) but otherwise, there's precious little that I'd want or need to buy that would make me to drive to Tucson or worse, Phoenix.
I'm hoping that over the next few weeks, MC and I will get to drive into town and get a better look at the residential areas. What we've seen so far look reasonably nice, particularly when you compare prices here to prices elsewhere in Arizona. I'm beginning to feel comfortable driving in town, though I'm not obviously going to pass for a native anytime soon.
It's an adventure, after all. Just ask the marines. Or rather, the army. Or whoever the heck is at the military base.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )