Changes continue
Apr. 20th, 2007 10:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
helen99I went back to work today. The first thing I found out was that I'm losing my officemate JB. He found a job 5 minutes from where he lives. He's wanted to leave for a long time - they overload him and the commute is bad. This wouldn't be bad except I really liked him. He's quiet, he doesn't have BO, and I hardly know he's there half the time - plus I enjoy talking to him on the occasions we did talk.
He was, you see, one of my Dynasty. Wherever I've worked, there has always been a group of Chinese people that formed a most welcomed buffer between me and general office politics and other idiocy. They've required my editing services, and so sought me out wherever I was, and often shared offices with me and felt comfortable around me. This Dynasty has followed me to every job I've ever had. They're not always the same people, but are very similar people -- gentle-voiced, hard-working, and with high ethics.
So now I'm losing him. Who knows who they'll put in my office now. Hopefully just consultants who come in from time to time, and not the stinky guy down the hall who smells like sweat and perfumed laundry detergent.
On the bright side, last year when JB's eyes had been bothering him, I had requisitioned a flat panel monitor for him. He brought up that he wants to leave that monitor on my desk before exiting on his last day. I never did requisition a new monitor when I dumped Old Eye-Fry, and I am still using my own monitor at work. I finally get to take mine home next Friday. Not exactly the way I was hoping it would happen, but it may have been that this was the only way it would happen -- I never did get around to requisitioning one for myself.
In other news I talked to my brother last night. He's in the frame of mind to get rid of things - he just can't stand to see the totality of my parents' lives all around him, especially things they were just storing and not using. Unfortunately, he didn't let me know first, and he got rid of a 1950s sewing machine. We're going over there tonight for dinner, so hopefully we can rescue any other "useless junk" that he's feeling the need to throw away. Maybe the trash collectors didn't get it yet and it's still out back or something. Probably not.
Many, many changes are whirling around me. I hope I'm part of the new stuff, and not part of what's passing. I'm not sure yet. Is it a choice? If so, I choose to be part of what's coming in. Surf's up... Gets on surfboard. Achieves shaky balance. Doesn't fall off. Not yet.
He was, you see, one of my Dynasty. Wherever I've worked, there has always been a group of Chinese people that formed a most welcomed buffer between me and general office politics and other idiocy. They've required my editing services, and so sought me out wherever I was, and often shared offices with me and felt comfortable around me. This Dynasty has followed me to every job I've ever had. They're not always the same people, but are very similar people -- gentle-voiced, hard-working, and with high ethics.
So now I'm losing him. Who knows who they'll put in my office now. Hopefully just consultants who come in from time to time, and not the stinky guy down the hall who smells like sweat and perfumed laundry detergent.
On the bright side, last year when JB's eyes had been bothering him, I had requisitioned a flat panel monitor for him. He brought up that he wants to leave that monitor on my desk before exiting on his last day. I never did requisition a new monitor when I dumped Old Eye-Fry, and I am still using my own monitor at work. I finally get to take mine home next Friday. Not exactly the way I was hoping it would happen, but it may have been that this was the only way it would happen -- I never did get around to requisitioning one for myself.
In other news I talked to my brother last night. He's in the frame of mind to get rid of things - he just can't stand to see the totality of my parents' lives all around him, especially things they were just storing and not using. Unfortunately, he didn't let me know first, and he got rid of a 1950s sewing machine. We're going over there tonight for dinner, so hopefully we can rescue any other "useless junk" that he's feeling the need to throw away. Maybe the trash collectors didn't get it yet and it's still out back or something. Probably not.
Many, many changes are whirling around me. I hope I'm part of the new stuff, and not part of what's passing. I'm not sure yet. Is it a choice? If so, I choose to be part of what's coming in. Surf's up... Gets on surfboard. Achieves shaky balance. Doesn't fall off. Not yet.
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Date: 2007-04-20 03:47 pm (UTC)*HUG*
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Date: 2007-04-20 09:52 pm (UTC)Glad to have you aboard. :)
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Date: 2007-04-20 10:08 pm (UTC)Job
Date: 2007-04-21 11:48 pm (UTC)Change is often hard and for me it is very hard. I can well understand what you are going through. Many people can just chuck things and not even think about it after. No nostalgic memories for them they just dump what they consider useless junk. I'm one that hates to part with stuff that I've memories of. Good luck on that.
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Date: 2007-04-22 10:12 am (UTC)Workmates..seem to come and go like the breeze don't they?..just when it feels right..it's off somewhere else *sighs*
..most families are that way I guess. I know mine is. They are deep in their own emotion and forget about us
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