This is the first time I’ve actually sat down in front of my computer without a mind clouded by exhaustion since about Tuesday. Even more projects were given to my team by the powerful silhouettes overhead, so now everyone is scrambling to meet the insane deadlines that have been placed before us. I don’t have a hand in most of these projects, which means I’m the one making sure that queue stays down, the ONLY one.
This leads to missed lunches and late hours, but unlike some other jobs I could name, I can expect a VERY nice paycheck next week with all the overtime, so its worth it. Sure as hell wouldn’t want to do it every week, though.
Thursday I was given the task of recording every computer name and model on the twelfth floor, which isn’t the easiest thing in the world, but far from the most difficult. The twelfth floor is the call center, there’s nearly three hundred computers there. I know, I counted them, and replaced nearly three hundred CRT (the heavy kind) monitors up there a few weeks ago.
Stepping onto the twelfth floor is like stepping into another building entirely. The quiet, clean, dignified atmosphere is gone, replaced by the noise, the filth, and the mingled smell of whatever nearly three hundred people decided to cook for lunch. You may have guessed it, but I don’t really like going to the twelfth floor.
There seems to be a contest going on, an odd sort of competition to see who can put the most crap on their desks. From piles of stuffed animals to piles of candy wrappers to magazine cutouts and photos EVERYWHERE, trying to get to the computer can be an adventure in and of itself. Bonus points if you spill something under your computer and don’t clean it up. Computers work better when you do that.
Last week I moved a computer to reveal a computer-shaped mess of dried hot chocolate. That’s right, spilled it, and cleaned it without actually moving the computer. I deliberately put it in a slightly different spot so the slob could see the mess. Yesterday she sat at her computer, giant square of dried chocolate in front of her. So… yeah, enough about the twelfth floor.
I took the information I gathered, created a little excel sheet (took me until 8:30 on Thursday), and gave it to Kim, who was impressed that I actually finished in one day. She put me in charge of the next little step in that project, memory upgrades. About two hundred computers on the twelfth floor were to have their memory increased, and that was no small task. I spent the entirety of yesterday doing that, working until about 8:00.
But I’m done now, and with a little luck, next week will be a little slower, at least so that I can post a bit more here on Zelkun.
But if not, you’ll know why.
Zel-kun out.
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