Today was an interesting day. I finally started feeling better after pretty much two strait weeks of being sick, and then my voice starts to go again so I take it easy from the phones. I go through a relatively uneventful day at work. But I have to say that a couple of things stood out; First, I have a friend who works in the same shopping center as I do, in a bakery/restaurant, and because of this I regularly visit her while I’m buying food and drink. One of these days I’m going to work up the nerve to actually hit on her and see where that takes me. Secondly, I’ve come to the realization that I have no patience for grown men and women who act like three-year-olds. Well, this isn’t as much of a realization as this: I will actually now say something about it to them. Before now, I would quietly seethe about how imbecilic they are being, but now something in me has changed enough that I won’t be quiet about it.
I’ve done this twice already and I’m just now realizing it. The first time was when one of the people that I work with was running their mouth about another employee, something that this person had just recently been complaining about because they were on the receiving end of it, and I chewed her out for it. This was about a month ago. Then, just recently, I chewed on someone else for snapping at a new employee and for their attitude in general. Now normally I can stand a little bit of grumpiness and complaining at work, everyone does it and its almost expected, but when someone’s attitude is so foul almost every second they are there that it starts to affect my mood and the moods of the people around them, it is time for something to change. It pains me to have to point out others imperfections, even more so when I have to use my own to do it, but sometimes people just need to come back down to earth and get a little truth now and again.
After work was said and done I had to go over to school to start on the last leg of my last group project. We designed and administered a survey on campus. We’re down to the number crunching and seeing if our theory was proven, disproved, or neither. I have to say, (and thank the gods for this because if not I would have a very boring career future ahead of me) that I love number crunching. From coding the surveys to entering in the data to organizing the data into understandable chunks of useful information from the mountain of unreadable numbers to filling out charts so the numbers become visible things, I love this work. Tonight I got to see our hard work begin to pay off. Tonight I got to see what happened with the variables over time. Tonight I got into the dirty work of a researcher and I don’t ever want it to wash off.
My day ended on a rather good note. One of my group-mates, a stunningly attractive mid-twenties exercise and sport science major with long reddish-brown hair and a cute, almost bubbly, personality, looked at me after I had finished explaining some rather technical thing to everyone and had shown them what I had gotten done in their absence and told me that I “rocked her face off!” One of the guys in the group coughed and in the most masculine way possible said roughly the same thing, that I had “impressed” him. I was stunned that they both had such a high opinion of me. All I could do was say thank you to them both, then kick myself later for missing an opportunity to strike up a non-group related conversation with the girl.
Ah well, they can’t all be perfect days, and I’m just glad this one ended on a better than good note.
