Thank God, cause I would have truly lost my mind if I was as scattered as I was yesterday. Though my last client of the day did completely suck the life out of me, but in return he has promised a nice note to the boss.
We’ve got another new hire starting in two weeks. Combo “Yay!!/Aww Crap” with that. Talked w/ our old manager the other day and she pointed out that new folks really are a drag on the group. (It one of those things, it’s just how it is, but it doesn’t make it any less wearing, and it was nice to hear someone else acknowledge it and know it wasn’t just me!)
Tomorrow I am going to focus on nothing but getting rid of my calls, so I don’t have to dump them on anyone else, helping others be damned.
As it is, the newbs are pissing me off a bit, one of them left two calls open for a week with no followup to the client to let them know we were working on it - boss jumped him on that and in turn he came and complained to me cause I am trying to help, but also FUCKING BUSY MYSELF. He’s not *learning* anything, just dumping what he doesn’t know on the rest of us. Boss apparently also told him he’s got to stop cherry picking shit off the queue, which is good, because pulling off an 11 minute call when there are two at 50+ just defeats the purpose of *having* the queue. Boss came by to tell me afterwards that she wasn’t trying to put pressure on me, was glad I was helping - and that it’s time to start pushing him to do things himself. Honestly? I don’t know that he’s cut out for this work.
We’re also out of space at the office. And have another person arriving in two weeks. So, I will be doing the full 50% work from home and splitting a desk w/a coworker. Fortunately we will not have to share a computer, and the way we each keep our desks, it will work fine. So, I’ll be doing split weeks, 2 days home/3 office/2 office/3 home. Keeps the week broken up nicely.
In other news, I have managed to exercise daily for 11 days straight - go me for not falling off the wagon on day 3 when it felt like someone had taken a baseball bat to my collarbone. OH, the muscles that hate you after 30 pushups each evening. And *gasp* definition in my waist is starting to kinda sorta appear! Granted, no one really gets to see it, but it does give me hope that I’ll be able to put on my swimsuits and not cry when the weather actually warms up. Also have this aerobic rider thing, that while I can’t say it gives you a kick-ass aerobic workout, it does get your blood moving and does a most excellent job of stretching out your back. Getting the rowing machine over here this weekend as well, looking forward to being able to use that again.
Bedtime for this chicky-chick. Sleep well my friends!
