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Friday, March 14, 2008

flight in question

well folks, the new center opens on Monday. today is the last day i'll be contributing to the "preparation" part of the process . . . it feels surprisingly and sadly final. while it's been a challenge for me to work in the rather small-for-two-full-time-people quarters of my office these last 4 weeks, i've gotten strangely used to the constant interruption.

next week i'll be "anchoring" the new center, sitting with the nervous staff through the first week. i'm most afraid that they won't even need me and i'll feel useless, like a hovering mom on the first day of school. the reality is, they'll probably depend on me more than they should. either that, or they'll take too much initiative and i'll have to direct them to go back and corrent their mistakes. i've been in both situations and neither is ideal, but it's startling how nice it is to feel necessary.

what that means is someone will be covering for me at my usual full-time station. i adore zero-hour employees and their flexibility, but i do NOT adore their inexperience and unfamiliarity with any and all positions, due to the infrequency of their attendance. so next week i'll be commuting to the new center 40 minutes away and things will deteriorate pleasantly here . . . yesterday my stand-in said sweetly, "but i can just call you over there whenever i need to, right? and you're going to type up a page of notes and reminders for me, right?" i was like . . . um . . . right.

well, i have to get to it. think of me and my fragile sanity if you want to.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

(Thinking.)

You're right about the being needed thing. It's so annoying. And yet suddenly, without it, it's amazing how purposeless you can feel.

You're okay.

The Noisy Plume said...

...here's to deterioration!