Category: Work


Part of an hour

Forty-five minutes is all I have left of today, and I have nothing to say. No commuting nightmares this morning, so homicidal thoughts today (well at least not as many as usual), no shopping disasters (unless you call not being able to find a Bill’s hat anywhere) and so nothing to write about.

This makes posting daily difficult. I am making an effort, but at the same time I don’t want to write the same boring thing over and over. I need work in creating an interesting post out of nothing. But today was just, go to work, then go shopping for a calendar and pens.

The State doesn’t buy us calendars. Their reason (that they gave us) is that we have a calendar in our e-mail program and we can print off a daily page if we need. The problem I have is you can’t take your computer in the field with you, and I doubt this idiots can figure out how to print a page from their calendar when I have problems doing it.

One of the guys was asking about not getting a calendar, “Really? Are you effing kidding me? We haven’t gotten calendars in a few year, you’re just now noticing?” So that is why I was buying calendars this evening, not for him, for me. While I was buying a calendar for my office, I decided it might be a good idea to buy one for my apartment. So before I go hang it up, I am going to check my Google calendar to see if I need to write anything on it.

The subway line from hell

What do you think, should I rename my blog to the above? How about, “Perils of the #6 train” or “The #6 is so effed up”.

Monday I took the bus, it was an experiment. Yesterday I took the bus again, this time out of desperation.

When I got to the subway I was surprised to see my co-worker and neighbor Mel waiting for the train. I found out the reason was because the trains that had come before were so packed she hadn’t got on. So we waiting, every train that came by was packed. The whole train.

Finally out of frustration and desperation we took the bus. We got off at 59th to see if the subway was any better, it wasn’t. Two trains went by and every car was packed to the doors. There was no way I was getting on any of those trains. We left the subway and caught another bus. This time we rode all the way to GCT.

To get to the #7 one has to walk to the #6 train platform and take the stairs down. As we were walking across the platform for the uptown #6 train, Mel indicated the other platform, the one for the downtown trains. It was packed with people. I have never seen that many people on the platform. I wanted to yell at them, “Take the bus!”

I took me 1:45 to get to work. Next week, I leave at 7, everyday.

New Year’s Resolutions

This is the time of year that many people make resolutions. I do not make New Year’s Resolutions. They usually involve bettering yourself or being a better person and I think that is something one should do all the time, not just resolve to do it on New Year’s Day.

However, if I was going to make New Year’s Resolutions, here are two I would make.

  1. Be on time for work. Or rather, try harder to be on time for work. I know that if I say ‘be on time’ and I’m not, I will just give up. This is something that is a life long problem for me. And it is cyclical. To be on time I have to get up earlier, to get up earlier I have to go to bed earlier, I have to remember to shower the night before. Which means getting off the computer before it is 1 or 2 in the morning.
  2. Lose weight. Which I have been trying to do for a while, I am on Weight Watchers (for the third time) and I know what I have to do, I just have to DO IT.

Even though I didn’t make a resolution, these are two things I am working on this year.

My great idea

This morning I had a great idea, I thought. It came to me when I looked out my window and saw the bus. My thought was that instead of taking the #6 train and being smooshed all the way to Grand Central, I could take the bus down Second Ave and then walk to Grand Central.

First I checked to make sure the bus went all the way to Grand Central, then I went to the bus stop since I knew where it was a couple of blocks from my apartment. It was freezing cold and pretty soon I saw the bus, and it drove right past the stop, it was in the middle lane too. About 4 or 5 buses drove by without stopping and by this time it was too late to walk to the #6 train.

Travel time was about the same, but waiting 20 minutes and freezing, I would rather be squished on the subway.

What did I do today?

Today I went to work, yesterday I stayed home sick, either a cold (which is what I truly think it was) or bad allergies. So for most of the I lounged around in bed, had a lazy day. When I got hungry I realized I had to go out because there is very little food in my apartment. Of course I wanted Mac N Cheese, which meant that first I had to go to a store to buy a pan so I could make dinner. While I was there I picked up some other things I need. Then to the grocery store, and I bought all the boxes of gluten-free mac-n-cheese (well what if they stop carrying it?). When I got home I made some and ate it (not all, I put some away for lunches). Then I turned the game on to watch the Yankees lose (well I didn’t want to watch them lose, but that’s what happened).

Work was going fine, Jean came in and asked if I had heard anything about lay-offs. Noooooo, I really wasn’t thinking about lay-offs. Apparently people were notified by e-mail, I don’t know if that is even legal. 16 from my department. 1 from our Region. Not me, I have avoided detection by the powers that be once again. The big boss invited everyone to happy hour, or as she changed it to after the everything that happened, “Solidarity Hour”. I wasn’t going to go because it was raining, then it stopped and so I went. Had a relatively nice time (I mean it was work people, not my usual crowd). On the way I stopped at the Asian restaurant on the corner and got some spring rolls and steamed dumplings. Pretty good I thought.

Since yesterday was the last game of the regular season and tomorrow starts the ALDS tonight I updated my page of Yankee Records, check it out if you get a chance.

That’s all, says she.

Metro North ~ sigh ~

As I was waiting for the train this morning, I suddenly realized that after I move, I will be able to leave for work an hour later then I am currently.

Going home, having to change trains, which I knew would happen because they put us on an all electric train, and then a child screaming, which normally doesn’t bother me but the electric trains make me motion sick, I thought, this also will not happen.

So I wonder, all these years I have not minded commuting by MetroNorth. Now all of a sudden, it starts to annoy me.

Blogging *FAIL*

Here I am writing a blog called “A commuter’s journal” and I forget to blog about my commute yesterday.

The commute where I got a tweet about a delay on the Hudson Line of about 30 minutes. Not much I could do since I was already on the train, and probably would have gotten on the train anyway since I don’t have any other way to get home. The only explanation was ‘Police Activity’.

As the train was going North, I kept hoping the problem would be cleared up before I got to it, there was no announcement made on the train …. until we got to Cold Spring. Then the conductor announce there was going to be a delay, but then the train started moving and then stopped, dead for 40 minutes.

Today Em sent me a text saying a woman was hit by a train. That would cause a delay.

I’m back!!

So once again I have become negligent in my blogging and am having to play catch up. It won’t be easy this weekend since I am going to see Green Lantern with Gwen on Friday, going to NYC on Saturday with Em and then going to see the Staten Island Yankees on Monday. Plus the Yankees have no off days coming up.

Tonight I had to type posts on about 4 games that I was behind. Now that I’m caught up there,

My phone is here, I spent all last evening getting my apps loaded and my books downloaded and my music synced. Then I forgot it at home when I went to work. Not only that, I twisted my ankle running to catch the train. I didn’t really hurt my ankle, just scraped the side of it with the strap on my shoe.

Yesterday morning my right eye was completely blood shot. It is still a little bit red but I can’t wear my contacts. Tomorrow I am wearing mascara and eyeliner. Mainly because I don’t think make-up is the cause of this.

Not much else to say. I think I will look a the pictures on my camera to make up for the missing posts.

Work is just blahhhhhhhhh

This morning I overslept. Not bad, but I was 30 minutes late. I really didn’t want to go into work, but I dragged myself out of bed and came in. I had two meetings today, one I forgot about until I got in and saw the e-mail. Our new regional director wants to get to know everyone. I believe the polite expression is, stuff and bother. Anyway, since I had to spend time in meetings I didn’t get to the work that piled up that lately I have been able to start whittling away at.

Also, I was updating one of my reports, and saving it to the H drive like I have been instructed, and it wouldn’t save. Then I got an error and the document closed, without my changes being saved. [insert bad word here] So when I went to the first meeting I was cranky, and then they were were just talking and talking and my head started to hurt.

And Asurion called, to see if I was enjoying my new replacement phone. So I called them and told them, No I’m not I had to return it to you, I included a letter with the details because no one returned my call. I didn’t tell them, you better get your shit together because I am ****ing angry, I am keeping my eye on you, like Sting.

A shirt with a face on it

Our Regional Director is leaving, not by her choice. The Regional Director is the person in charge of the whole office. Everybody’s boss. So they took up a collection and bought some gifts. With the money left over the person buying the gifts decided to get t-shirts. Nice white t-shirts with a drawing of her and her name etc.

Here is the problem. She and I have the same name. I am not wearing a shirt with my name on it and someone else’s face! Nobody else sees a problem with it, but to me it is just creepy.

That is all, says she.