I'm A Big Girl Now

I completed my first day at a new job. A NEW job. That is so crazy to me. I walked in and was forced to be introduced to every single member of the department. Can I remember their names? No way. They all blur together as of now. I've worked in HR for years now and we always do this with our new employees too. I know how those people feel. Stupid. That's right. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me. Note to bosses.......it's too intimidating to do that to someone on their first day.

The new job. It's easy. Wow, was it easy. And boring. Did I mention that part? I'd like to know how some of them have been doing this for 20 years. Seriously, you have been filing papers for 20 years? Bet you know your alphabet by now! Sorry, no offense, but I am only here until I get my degree......I cannot hang out in that small back office space for 20 years listening to some woman go on and on about her dogs ----- who I mistook for being grandkids since they are named Jake and Sarah.

So day #1. This very nice lady who is training me told me about 239 times that I MUST REMOVE THE STAPLES before scanning. She said and I quote, "The scanner does not like it. You must remember this. We don't like ripped up paper." Ok. I got it the first time. But, she felt the need to remind me with every file I grabbed.

The best part of my day........goes to this woman in the back office that did NOT remember the staple rule. During my 6 hours there, she jammed the scanner 3 times with staples. Yes, 3 times! After the last time, I couldn't help myself. I asked, "How long have you worked here?" She said, "5 years.".............WOW, the staple rule must be harder than I thought.

The second best part of the day........The free luncheon. I started on the day of the hospital's holiday lunch. Woo Hoo! The food wasn't too bad either. I noticed everyone sits in groups. Like a clique. I was sad. As I looked at the nurses at the pediatric table with their cute little Snoopy scrubs and the nurses in the Surgical department with their cute little head cover hat thingys......I knew I was at the wrong table. I wanted to be one of them so bad! In due time, I know. For now, I sit with the ladies from the back office..............

Someone Just Hand Me A Gun Please

Seriously, could someone just hand me a gun and let me get it over with? I might not shoot myself, but I feel a "going postal" moment coming on.

I think I am in some sort of "stuck" phase of crabbiness. It seems as if the last few days I have been the most unenjoyable person to be around. This is so not like me. Honestly, I don't even want to hang out with myself.

The last two days I have been training Hitler the boss. It's been about as much fun as getting eaten alive by wolves. She just doesn't get it. It's amazes me to no end that she makes as much money as she does. Breathe deep, calm breaths. And think "only 8 more weeks." I keep telling myself that.............hmmmmm, it's not working.

I'm stressed. So many changes. So little time. I'm looking for a night job. Holy Hell, that is hard! I've been working Monday through Friday .......oh, for 9 years now. The night jobs just aren't jumping out at me and saying, "I'M THE ONE." I've applied to three places. And it makes me feel weird I haven't even gotten a call back yet. I know, I know. Don't give up. But, I want to. I want to hide in my comfortable-ness with a good book and pretend I don't exist right now. I need a vacation. Oh wait, those costs money.

There's my bitch session for the day.

Another thing: Gray hair, wrinkles, and a million zits do not belong on the same face. I am under so much stress that I have counted over 7 zits staring at me in the mirror today. Yes, over 7.

I quit! I finally quit!

Ok, so we all know I got accepted to Nursing School. So I need to quit my big, glorious, data entry job of 9 years. It's bittersweet, you know? I LOVE some of the people I work with. But, I might hang myself if I have to handle one more worker's comp claim or listen to another whining mother about how she didn't get her $3,000 child support check in 10 days like she expected. Whatever lady. You forget you are talking to a woman that has NEVER seen a child support check. I don't care about you and your problems.

Where was I? Oh yes.....back to quitting. I finally told the Hitler Boss that I am quitting. Wow, I sure do have some nerve today! We were in the middle of a meeting and she ends it saying, "Do either of you have anything you would like to add?" And it just fell out of my mouth. I was possessed. I have out of body experience and I say, "I do. I am leaving the company in January." Woah? Who said that? And why was there no warning?

So Hitler Boss finally tells me how excited she is in her most fake voice ever. Inside, I know she is screaming. Um, she almost hugged me. I was going to freak out if she gave me the hug. And then she says, "We are going to have to throw you a going away party. This is exciting news!"

As I was walking out, I offered to help her find my replacement or train someone. She looks right at me and says, "Oh I don't think that would be necessary. I think if you just give me and Jackie the run down, we should learn it easily." Ok, you've been here for 5 months and I've been here 9 years. Think my job is just SO EASY to do? Ha! Just for that I am going to password protect all my files the day I leave. Good luck Hitler.