You know what I like? A good old fashioned historical mystery. Where is Amelia Earhart? Did she survive and land her plane only to die as a castaway? Which Billy the Kid was the real Billy the Kid? And throw a little phrase like "researchers plan on exhuming his mother in order to extract her mitochondrial DNA to test against the three men in question" and I'm all a'quiver. I can't help it, I just love that stuff. I love how tragedies take on a new romantic aspect after so many years have passed, how there are individuals who were so beloved, so embraced, so feared by a nation that one can mention the name 70, 80, 100, 1,000 years later and people will still recognize it. And I love how we, as humans, just cannot let it go if we don't know the answer. Because yes, I do need to know, without any doubt, where Hitler is buried, where Genghis Khan is buried, whether or not all of Czar Nicholas's children were, indeed, murdered or whether or not two of them escaped.
Why do I need to know this? Why don't you need to know? How can you have that sort of unanswered question? Perhaps it is because I'm so totally OK with not having the answer to "what is the meaning of life" and "how did we get here?"* There are a lot of answers that I don't have and probably won't but the meaning of life and how we got here are so huge that they aren't mysteries but matters of physics or math or science or who knows what and it is all just so tiresome. Where is Amelia Earhart is something that we can probably find out one of these days and that's what I consider a controlled question; it is one that has an answer that mankind can discover because there is enough background information to start from. And since there is a very real chance that we'll be able to find the answer, I feel it is of the utmost importance that I know it.
*I've had people ask me "then how did we get here" upon learning that I'm an atheist. I find this to be both hilarious and maddening because really? Am I expected to respond with "God did it" whenever I don't have and answer? Where is Amelia Earhart? What happened to her? "I dunno, god did it".
The other day I realized that I really like my job. No, I love it. I love the work that I do. And then Manager pissed me off so badly that I thought "why the fuck did I say 'I love my job' and bring this down upon myself?" I've been putting in a lot of hours over my usual because I just need to get a lot done. Yesterday I realized that I'd left my wallet at home and that always makes me uncomfortable. I emailed manager and basically said hey, left my wallet at home, I'm not comfortable with that, can I go at 3? Also, By 3 my time card will reflect 45 hours. Manager told me that if I was really that concerned he'd prefer it if I went home and grabbed my wallet and came back to the office.
What the fuck? Or, as Boss put it when I told her about it, are you fucking serious? My job can be done from anywhere; it is not necessary to be in the office. Also, did you notice that I was going to have 45 hours by 3 as opposed to the usual 40? It was Manager giving me a hard time about wanting to work from home after my car accident (when I didn't have transportation) all over again. I was incredibly frustrated but I got a bit philosophic on the drive home to get my wallet. Yes, he does treat me like shit in some ways but I treat him like shit by talking badly about him. Also, I've worked for him for a year and a half so why am I not used to this? Honestly, it's like working for two or three people. He says really nice things about me to others in the company. If a higher up asks him about his assistant, he will praise me. If he receives an email from a higher up thanking him for being so quick with a response he will, if it's true, say "it's thanks to Cat, she took care of this for me." He does believe in giving credit where it is due. But he will also play mind games with me when he is displeased in some way and he will only really play manager when I want to leave early or work from home. His reasoning for why I shouldn't work from home is that he doesn't want people to think I'm another Suzy Snowflake, this woman at work that we all know is playing golf when she says she's working outside the office. Do you know who questions whether or not I'm working if I work from home? Manager, I guess. Everyone else knows that I'm working because I still answer and send emails, respond to requests, and get shit done.
But, like I said, it has been a year and a half. It's funny because a lot of people have told me "I could never or would never work for that man". I think I've earned a certain amount of office street cred by doing so myself. And, to my credit, I went from wanting to cry to problem solving mode pretty quickly. So after I move, the final of my present life changes, I'll be free to start focusing on finding a new job. If you need a Credentialing Coordinator, hit me up. I'm damn good at what I do. I'm not bragging, truly, but I am good at what I do. I'd fucking better be since I've been doing it long enough.
Why do I need to know this? Why don't you need to know? How can you have that sort of unanswered question? Perhaps it is because I'm so totally OK with not having the answer to "what is the meaning of life" and "how did we get here?"* There are a lot of answers that I don't have and probably won't but the meaning of life and how we got here are so huge that they aren't mysteries but matters of physics or math or science or who knows what and it is all just so tiresome. Where is Amelia Earhart is something that we can probably find out one of these days and that's what I consider a controlled question; it is one that has an answer that mankind can discover because there is enough background information to start from. And since there is a very real chance that we'll be able to find the answer, I feel it is of the utmost importance that I know it.
*I've had people ask me "then how did we get here" upon learning that I'm an atheist. I find this to be both hilarious and maddening because really? Am I expected to respond with "God did it" whenever I don't have and answer? Where is Amelia Earhart? What happened to her? "I dunno, god did it".
The other day I realized that I really like my job. No, I love it. I love the work that I do. And then Manager pissed me off so badly that I thought "why the fuck did I say 'I love my job' and bring this down upon myself?" I've been putting in a lot of hours over my usual because I just need to get a lot done. Yesterday I realized that I'd left my wallet at home and that always makes me uncomfortable. I emailed manager and basically said hey, left my wallet at home, I'm not comfortable with that, can I go at 3? Also, By 3 my time card will reflect 45 hours. Manager told me that if I was really that concerned he'd prefer it if I went home and grabbed my wallet and came back to the office.
What the fuck? Or, as Boss put it when I told her about it, are you fucking serious? My job can be done from anywhere; it is not necessary to be in the office. Also, did you notice that I was going to have 45 hours by 3 as opposed to the usual 40? It was Manager giving me a hard time about wanting to work from home after my car accident (when I didn't have transportation) all over again. I was incredibly frustrated but I got a bit philosophic on the drive home to get my wallet. Yes, he does treat me like shit in some ways but I treat him like shit by talking badly about him. Also, I've worked for him for a year and a half so why am I not used to this? Honestly, it's like working for two or three people. He says really nice things about me to others in the company. If a higher up asks him about his assistant, he will praise me. If he receives an email from a higher up thanking him for being so quick with a response he will, if it's true, say "it's thanks to Cat, she took care of this for me." He does believe in giving credit where it is due. But he will also play mind games with me when he is displeased in some way and he will only really play manager when I want to leave early or work from home. His reasoning for why I shouldn't work from home is that he doesn't want people to think I'm another Suzy Snowflake, this woman at work that we all know is playing golf when she says she's working outside the office. Do you know who questions whether or not I'm working if I work from home? Manager, I guess. Everyone else knows that I'm working because I still answer and send emails, respond to requests, and get shit done.
But, like I said, it has been a year and a half. It's funny because a lot of people have told me "I could never or would never work for that man". I think I've earned a certain amount of office street cred by doing so myself. And, to my credit, I went from wanting to cry to problem solving mode pretty quickly. So after I move, the final of my present life changes, I'll be free to start focusing on finding a new job. If you need a Credentialing Coordinator, hit me up. I'm damn good at what I do. I'm not bragging, truly, but I am good at what I do. I'd fucking better be since I've been doing it long enough.
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