Wednesday, Oct. 20, 2004
Today was tough to categorize. Weird? Funny? Boring?
Okay, maybe not boring, though thank goodness it wasn't one of those "exciting" days that surrounds a major tragedy. I had an interview first thing this morning with some local business officials. The company is doing the groundwork (literally) for an operation some twenty miles from here. They'll employ approximately a thousand people during the construction phase and about four-hundred once they open for business.
There are also hopes that it will be a catalyst for bolstering high-tech training in local schools, from grade school through post-secondary education; and that it will generate some peripheral businesses to provide several of its needs, multi-purpose businesses that will benefit the community in a number of ways.
I'm fascinated by the technological aspects of this proposal. When I do write a news story, if it's one that will be long-term or that permits me the luxury of advance notice, I definitely go hunting for background information. And this particular story is a doozy. I still have plenty of unanswered questions that I'll ask when I tour the location sometime next month (at their invitation.) I took some related courses in high school and in college, though I never would've expected to use them in this job! What floors me is that some of the details of this proposal are straight out of a science fiction movie, in terms of the advancement they represent. Company hot shots figure construction will be completed in eleven or twelve years, so they are literally looking to start training their workforce through the local schools now. Having heard what they plan to do, I can understand why.
00 was out sick today. She wasn't feeling well yesterday but this morning she just dropped me at work off and left. (Boss got his vehicle back from the shop today, finally, more than a month after the accident. He brought me home after work.) I talked to her on IM a little while ago and she told me she's looking for another job, too.
I already knew that. We discussed the fact that while we love our jobs, Boss has become impossible to deal with. We get extremes. 00 isn't given any credit for brains (even though she's handling all of the billing, traffic, etc., using the systems that there's no way he could handle). I get the opposite end of the spectrum. Boss expects me to be invincible and pop out various miracles on demand.
In the process of discussing that, though, 00 said she wishes she could continue working with me.
What a compliment!
God knows much as I loved my mother, I couldn't ever have worked with her directly. And I'd kill my dad in that situation inside of five minutes. Both 00 and I had reservations about working in the same office, much less in as small an office as this one; but it's worked out very well for us, even when it gets crazy (which is often.) We were discussing the fact that we'd both like to continue working together. I hope we get the opportunity.
As I get older, it's interesting to see how my family relationships change. While my younger sister and I are still fairly close, we don't get a lot of time together because her marriage won't permit it. Or to be more accurate, her soon-to-be-ex-hubby won't permit it. My former in-laws introduce me as their daughter, even though I divorced their son almost fifteen years ago. My youngest son is the most independent of my kids. And my oldest son has told other family members he wants to be a preacher.
The latter item in that list was by far the biggest surprise. I love my kids, all of them, even when I want to throttle them; but my bookends (oldest and youngest) are the ones who have systematically worked to give me gray hair, over a period of years. My oldest is such a dichotomy; he's a cheerfully self-acknowledged pervert who married an absolute living doll; he's smart and funny, and if he worked half as hard at a job as he did avoiding work, he'd be a multi-millionaire. In spite of that fact, he's the only one of my kids so far to have a degree. And the kid who would do anything to con a woman into showing him her breasts wants to be... a preacher. In my family, believe me, the words preacher and pervert are not synonymous. If his grandfather didn't kick his butt, any one of a number of other family members would.
I guess you never know.
I'm doing the maintenance from home tonight, thank goodness. There are only two aspects I can't do from home and boss said he'd handle those, since they're just switching from the computer automation playlist to satellite programming and back again after I'm done. I love love love having a network that lets me work from home. I get to work in my nightgown, munch, play on the computer, and fix dinner while waiting for the maintenance stuff to work through. Boss has decided he's good with it, too, because by my starting the process later, there's less risk of having to make good on a missed commercial.
Isn't technology wonderful?
It seems like it's been a really quiet day online. It's a rare day that I don't get at least 100 emails or so (excluding spam.) Today I got maybe thirty, give or take. I don't know whether to be grateful for the lull, or to wonder who I ticked off today!
For the folks in LA who got the rain a couple of days ago - thanks for sending it our way! The forecast calls for an 80% chance of rain tomorrow. I don't think I've seen that high a percentage here before, or if so it's been no more than once or twice in more than seventeen years.
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 - )