Friday, December 10, 2010

Vent post

Work is kicking my ass.

Not much else to say.

It's funny, I've never been in a job where I've missed lunch 3 days in a row because I've been so busy, but now I can sympathize with people and see where they're coming from. What can I say, I've been pretty lucky in the past...but hey, now I can really feel like I'm earning the money I'm getting paid. I still get the feeling I'm being thrown to the lions and so far it's been a mixed bag.

1. I feel great about things I solve or implement.
2. I feel terrible about things I have no idea how to fix or do, and the things I suggest either don't work, or I'm not clear enough and the solutions get applied haphazardly.
3. I ask for help and/or escalate issues to someone else.

Options 2 and 3 make me feel incompetent, because I feel like they're expecting more out of me. Or maybe I'm too hard on myself, only time will tell. I just need to learn from my mistakes and to keep doing my best. IT is one of those fields where experience trumps education by far; theory is great...but application, multitasking and critical thinking on the fly are what matter most.

Everyone wants to be good at something, whether it's a trick, game, ability, characteristic, or activity. Right now I want to be good at my job, and I don't feel like I'm doing a good job...time to work harder to ensure I can stay here permanently.

It got bad enough today that I fell off the wagon and had two cigarettes, kind of like that episode in How I Met Your Mother where Marshall falls off the wagon. Though it was good because I got to know one of my co-workers better. He's British, and grew up near Stonehenge...but he's lived around the world, literally. He always finds himself back in Australia, and out of all the places he's lived he says it's the best. He can speak English, Spanish, French, Portuguese, and Thai fluently, and a bit of Cantonese...mainly because he's lived in countries that speak the language and in his words, "I had a long haired dictionary." Blows my mind.

I had another interesting experience today.

I had to pick up my leasing agreement from my agent today to pick up the keycard for my new apartment. The guy working the photo ID application booth in the building seemed very disinterested and a little annoyed with his job. I'm pretty sure it's because he has to deal with Asian FOBs everyday and thought I was one of them. One of the guys in front of me spoke broken English and apparently lost/forgot his keycard a while ago, so he asks this guy to swipe him to his floor every day. I'm assuming this happens to him a lot because there are signs everywhere about checking IDs and not cramming people into rooms. Asians really are the Mexicans here.

Naturally, he was being pretty curt with the people in front of me, and gave me a bit of a staredown that made me think "What the fuck are you looking at? I'm not having a good day, I don't need your bullshit." Once I gave him my passport and he realized I was American, his demeanor changed completely. He perked up a bit, asked where I was from and I responded with Washington, DC. He said he lived in Detroit for a few years and I said "Oh hey! I grew up in Ann Arbor!" Apparently he went to high school in Rochester Hills, and came to Australia 4 years ago because his family said it's better. He agrees. He said Australia's unemployment is so low, if you're unemployed it's because you're unemployed by choice. 

This place is awesome.

2 Comments:

At December 10, 2010 at 7:07 AM , Blogger Jinny said...

Option 3 is not so bad. If you ask in a way that is indicating your desire to learn, you won't come off as incompetent. If you stick with the other 2 all the time, you might give the impression of being a lone ranger or cocky.

 
At December 10, 2010 at 9:12 AM , Blogger Anna Wu said...

Don't forget to stalk every engaged couple you come across. I'm ready and willing to come down there and shoot a wedding at a moment's notice. Just sayin. =)

 

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