by Matt | Jul 11, 2002 | Imported Entry
Well, day two is over and done with. This time it went by a little faster. I do enjoy having an hour for lunch and being able to come home and not have to pay for a meal. Apparently tomorrow is my last day doing what I’m doing. According to the temp agency Granite Bank has asked for another temp (or for me to stay) but they don’t know what they might need done or if they even need someone. From the rumors I’ve heard in the past two days, one lady is out sick but might just be faking so she can use up sick/vacation days before she quits and another lady has a sick relative and doesn’t know how often she can come in. That leaves room for one questionable temp and one part time temp. It’s all very confusing and I try not to think about it. Regardless I get to turn in a time sheet tomorrow and get paid next week. That money will go directly into savings and not get spent. It needs to be saved for a large purchase at the end of the summer.
Unfortunately there’s no vaguely interesting anecdotes from my day. It passed fairly uneventfully. I listened to more stories about grand-children and answered questions about what I’m in school for and what I actually do as a photographer. Apparently the elderly are inquisitive. I didn’t mind really, it’s like having a conversation with your grandparents, provided you like your grandparents. They’re interested in your day and any interesting things you’ve done over any given stretch of time and then always fall back into the age old “back in my day” stories. Since I like early to mid-century culture I’m usually very interested in hearing about what people have gone through over the course of their lives and what brings them to this particular point.
It’s basically the kind of job where you can sit at a desk all day and continuously stare at the work you’ve been given and yet hold a conversation with your neighbors at the same time. Meaning that it’s mindless work but the atmosphere is conductive to conversation. It also helps that I have a window. A large window that overlooks two parking lots and a shopping plaza. Towards the end of the day when you’re brain is tired it’s much easier to mistake squirrels for grocery store cart-boys and vice versa. Maybe that’s just me.
So I return home and an empty house as I usually do. The family is off at yet another baseball game. At this point I usually find something to eat but I’ve noticed steaks thawing in the refrigerator so I’ll refrain. I think this might be a perfect time to work on Warcraft III a bit. I’ve become more and more dis-satisfied with the first person story line as it seems thinner than air but I do enjoy most of the rest of the game. I suppose I’ll load up a skirmish and see if I can avoid a solid pasting from the nearly invincible A.I.
Oh, and one last thing. At some point this weekend I hope to convert the site, or at least this journal, over to Movable Type. So, keep you’re eyes peeled for some changes.
by Matt | Jul 10, 2002 | Imported Entry
If anyone finds a Blogger to Moveable Type conversion tool, let me know. I’ve been thinking about switching over but I don’t want to lose the nearly year and a have of back archives. Any suggestions from the peanut gallery?
by Matt | Jul 10, 2002 | Imported Entry
Random Job #1: Granite Bank – Milford
What a mindnumbingly simple job. I basically sort papers all day. For the next three days I take the stack of papers on the left side of my desk and move them to one of two “out boxes” on the right side of my desk. I’m seperating “local” and “out of town” mail. They’re mostly bank statements. If something needs an envelope, I give it one. If it does not, it merely gets sorted. I do this for about 15 minutes at a time. Mainly because every 15 minutes the bank manager (a nice 75 year old lady named Linda) walks by and tells me that I’m working to hard and that I should take a brake. So I do. Then when she walks back and I didn’t take a brake (what would be the point) she mentions how they’re lucky to get a good temp this time. This continues until 5pm, then I go home.
That’s about it. I’m situated between two other older ladies who keep showing me pictures of their grand children and playing oldies music really loud on the radio because they can’t really hear it any more. I don’t really mind that at all since at least it isn’t “soft rock” or some other form of radio dribble.
My eye is doing better. It’s not nearly as red as it was. The only problem now is that it gets “tired” easily and I have to keep closing it to “refresh” it, so it looks like I’m a pirate half the time. Oh well.
Current mood: tired
Current tune(s):
Kai Tracid – Life is Too Short & Chemical Brothers – Come With Us (norman cook mix)
by Matt | Jul 9, 2002 | Imported Entry
Hmm, with the prices on wireless network solutions dropping like pennies from heaven I’ve been seriously thinking about picking up something like this for apartment life in Savannah. It would be nice to sit in my living room and surf or to not have to worry about running cables across the apartment. Then again, I already own a hub, cables and networking odds and ends so spending money when I don’t have to seems kind of silly. Then again, look at this thing, it’s sweet. It’s also $150. The wireless network card to go with it would be about $75 and then I’d be good to go. I dunno, it seems like a “cool idea” but it’s also a tad expensive. Maybe I’ll pick some wireless up if I win the lotto. I’ve got to save my money for more important things… like jewelry. Hehehe.
by Matt | Jul 9, 2002 | Imported Entry
Well, some good news. I’m now an employee of Adecco, a temp agency. What’s funny is that the person I “interviewed” with was actually an old EB employee, so that made the process a little easier. Thankfullly he remembered me as well and so he “hooked me up” with an instant job at a bank in town. He’s supposed to call tonight and give me the details and I could be starting as early as tomorrow. I get paid a flat rate from the temp agency and the jobs only last a week or so, then I move on to the next one. He said that since he knew I worked well, he could easily keep me “in jobs” for the rest of the summer. It’s nice to think that you’re remembered as a “good employee” and that people are out there to help other folks out. I should have done this sooner. I guess we’ll see how the job turns out tomorrow. Wish me luck.
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