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We interrupt this work-related bout of ‘radio silence’ to share with the public the comedie d’erreurs that my morning has been thus far.
We start with a fairly typical day. Got out of bed in time to make a lunch, have a cup of coffee and even wait for Firefox to load (six minutes by the clock) so I could check my email before heading out. Got to the station with five minutes to spare before my train was due … only to discover that my train was a couple of minutes late. Not a huge deal … except for where we paused at the platform at Finsbury Park for another five minutes. So I turned up at the doors of my lovely place of employment something like seven minutes late. Which turned into fifteen when not only did I have to stop and pick up my stupid useless one-day-only paper visitor’s pass, but had to stand like a lemon buzzing the second floor door buzzer for someone to let me in past the pass-key door up there. No one was even there at second floor reception; someone passing happened to see me through the glass panel in the door and kindly let me in.
A note about our document management system: it runs on Java. With an outdated version of IE and a network that’s dicky at the best of times, the entire system whereby we create, access, edit, print and send documents is founded on Java. This causes problems, and I apparently have to resign myself to the fact that I’m going to have to reboot twice every morning here too, rather than just on my personal computer. *headdesk*
So I wandered off to locate a cup of coffee while I wait for my computer to reboot. We have these free-vend machines in various corners throughout each floor; they serve everything from coffee to soup to orange squash. One apparently even does diet Pepsi. I selected my usual (coffee from bean, black, extra sugar) from the machine nearest to my desk … and I got vaguely brown sugar water. Cue wandering the floor trying to find a machine that worked. So that took awhile.
Eventually, I got everything to work and went out on the hunt for something to type. I eventually found something, but when I got to my desk, two things happened almost simultaneously. First, a taciturn gent carrying esoteric geekware came over to ask if he could shunt me off my computer so he could run electrical safety tests. As I was in the process of saying yes, the medicolegal adviser who’d dictated the one bit of typing I had finally managed to secure came over, looked through the file and said, “Ah, I’d better go delete this and redictate”. Then he took away my one bit of typing. At least that meant that I didn’t feel too bad about my computer being unavailable.
Eventually, finally, after an hour of faff, I managed to get everything set up, a new bit of typing and my day started. By this point, I was bloody starving so I decided I would eat half my sandwich early. I was duly informed that we’re not allowed to eat at our desks because the building has a mouse problem and crumbs get everywhere and … *whimper*
Things have finally settled down somewhat and I have actually got some work done, though I am eking it out to ensure that I don’t have to bother anyone any sooner than necessary. I’m hungry, I’m grumpy … but hey, at least the job part isn’t bad.
We start with a fairly typical day. Got out of bed in time to make a lunch, have a cup of coffee and even wait for Firefox to load (six minutes by the clock) so I could check my email before heading out. Got to the station with five minutes to spare before my train was due … only to discover that my train was a couple of minutes late. Not a huge deal … except for where we paused at the platform at Finsbury Park for another five minutes. So I turned up at the doors of my lovely place of employment something like seven minutes late. Which turned into fifteen when not only did I have to stop and pick up my stupid useless one-day-only paper visitor’s pass, but had to stand like a lemon buzzing the second floor door buzzer for someone to let me in past the pass-key door up there. No one was even there at second floor reception; someone passing happened to see me through the glass panel in the door and kindly let me in.
A note about our document management system: it runs on Java. With an outdated version of IE and a network that’s dicky at the best of times, the entire system whereby we create, access, edit, print and send documents is founded on Java. This causes problems, and I apparently have to resign myself to the fact that I’m going to have to reboot twice every morning here too, rather than just on my personal computer. *headdesk*
So I wandered off to locate a cup of coffee while I wait for my computer to reboot. We have these free-vend machines in various corners throughout each floor; they serve everything from coffee to soup to orange squash. One apparently even does diet Pepsi. I selected my usual (coffee from bean, black, extra sugar) from the machine nearest to my desk … and I got vaguely brown sugar water. Cue wandering the floor trying to find a machine that worked. So that took awhile.
Eventually, I got everything to work and went out on the hunt for something to type. I eventually found something, but when I got to my desk, two things happened almost simultaneously. First, a taciturn gent carrying esoteric geekware came over to ask if he could shunt me off my computer so he could run electrical safety tests. As I was in the process of saying yes, the medicolegal adviser who’d dictated the one bit of typing I had finally managed to secure came over, looked through the file and said, “Ah, I’d better go delete this and redictate”. Then he took away my one bit of typing. At least that meant that I didn’t feel too bad about my computer being unavailable.
Eventually, finally, after an hour of faff, I managed to get everything set up, a new bit of typing and my day started. By this point, I was bloody starving so I decided I would eat half my sandwich early. I was duly informed that we’re not allowed to eat at our desks because the building has a mouse problem and crumbs get everywhere and … *whimper*
Things have finally settled down somewhat and I have actually got some work done, though I am eking it out to ensure that I don’t have to bother anyone any sooner than necessary. I’m hungry, I’m grumpy … but hey, at least the job part isn’t bad.