These are some days of a Heck-Tick. I know it’s not worth to complain about, but I still intend to complain. Days are full of business. And I’m not enjoying it. More responsibilities added at work in a shape of 7 additional servers to my 20 existent ones. And a big one. I mean – Big. THAT BIG new project with new mail server…oh well, why am I complaining here instead of looking for another job elsewhere? Because, apparently, I do like the place where I work. Maybe not always like the things I do. (my job is not the one, from a childhood dream list) But the place is fantastic, the people are so wonderful that I am willing to put up with a little work related stress, especially, knowing that in a time things will settle down…(or get worse). When I think of it, I actually never had a bad working environment. Even when I was temping at factories long time ago. I always end up with the best available colleagues. Honestly. So I consider myself lucky in that respect. (yeah yeah, now how does complain turned into “consider lucky” theme? [~scratches head] )
And so…do I really have things to complain about? OK. First – work. Or rather work load. This is the direct result of our recent Miss-Merge of three departments, which has been done in the best traditions of "everything - from each, nothing - to everyone" , when you’ve got lots of little places chunking their possessions in one pot only to be distributed “equally”. And by “distributed” I mean – distributed work, not reward. Which in our understaffed environment means – more work for each of us. Ok, I’ll stop complaining now. As this is obviously not my fault that I have more work to do, I can change little by moaning about it. and I've got bored with my own complain already. Might as well stop.
Anyway, let’s look around for something else to complain…oh, yeah, the weather. She’s been playing hide-and-seek with us again. It goes on like this: one moment it is freezing cold and snowy and I had to scratch the ice off my car, by the time I’ve got to work, it is already nice and warm and sunny and springish too. Then in few hours – I looked in the window – snowfall managed to cover whole car park in a short 10 min of time allocated to him. Next moment – it’s bright sun again...”make up your mind!” I wanted to shout to the weather - this has been going on whole day! And if it doesn’t look like legitimate complain to you then it is not. Just a funny observation how the Nature flirts with us.
The serious piece of today’s thinking maze. About communication. I declare this to be the hottest topic of this week in DDLand. (just because I’ve read quite a few entries “accidentally” all on the same subject…and just because I can declare whatever I wish in my own diary anyway…also might it be jbecause it's corresponds with what’s going on in my own mind?). I’ve read a lot of clever thoughts about the meaning of communication. So clever that I can’t think of my own without repeating what’s being said already. Sure communication is important. And sure almost everything we have is build on the sands of communication. I will never argue that a human being cannot live in isolation. For myself, I’m trying to revise my lines of communication and the most important question I’ve got to ask myself: why it is so important to me to keep one or the other line opened. And I suspect, the quest for answers will not be a walk in the park and I might even loose some lines in the process. or gain some new ones…from the other hand: is it possible at all to find the reasons for doing one or the other things? I've got to get back to this the other time, when I have more time...
In the beginning of this diary I said that I’m going to ask a lot of questions, which are, in fact, an answers, some sort of result of “over-thinking” of a simple facts, that otherwise would go by unnoticed. I do not expect help with the answers, although it does help to understand things better when you’ve got opinion of another, whether to confirm or to oppose your own opinion.
OK, now you can see how hectic my day is. I’m writing in scribbles, half-thought ideas, half-written phrases…and it's all because I haven’t got enough time to put to paper…(oppsss, to type to screen) all that is in my head. And now I’ve got to run again and it feels like complaining again for not being able to complain about all I wanted to complain about…somebody help! Read my mind and type my entry!
Anyway, more to come, today, tomorrow or next century...whenever I'll find some time
And so…do I really have things to complain about? OK. First – work. Or rather work load. This is the direct result of our recent Miss-Merge of three departments, which has been done in the best traditions of "everything - from each, nothing - to everyone" , when you’ve got lots of little places chunking their possessions in one pot only to be distributed “equally”. And by “distributed” I mean – distributed work, not reward. Which in our understaffed environment means – more work for each of us. Ok, I’ll stop complaining now. As this is obviously not my fault that I have more work to do, I can change little by moaning about it. and I've got bored with my own complain already. Might as well stop.
Anyway, let’s look around for something else to complain…oh, yeah, the weather. She’s been playing hide-and-seek with us again. It goes on like this: one moment it is freezing cold and snowy and I had to scratch the ice off my car, by the time I’ve got to work, it is already nice and warm and sunny and springish too. Then in few hours – I looked in the window – snowfall managed to cover whole car park in a short 10 min of time allocated to him. Next moment – it’s bright sun again...”make up your mind!” I wanted to shout to the weather - this has been going on whole day! And if it doesn’t look like legitimate complain to you then it is not. Just a funny observation how the Nature flirts with us.
The serious piece of today’s thinking maze. About communication. I declare this to be the hottest topic of this week in DDLand. (just because I’ve read quite a few entries “accidentally” all on the same subject…and just because I can declare whatever I wish in my own diary anyway…also might it be jbecause it's corresponds with what’s going on in my own mind?). I’ve read a lot of clever thoughts about the meaning of communication. So clever that I can’t think of my own without repeating what’s being said already. Sure communication is important. And sure almost everything we have is build on the sands of communication. I will never argue that a human being cannot live in isolation. For myself, I’m trying to revise my lines of communication and the most important question I’ve got to ask myself: why it is so important to me to keep one or the other line opened. And I suspect, the quest for answers will not be a walk in the park and I might even loose some lines in the process. or gain some new ones…from the other hand: is it possible at all to find the reasons for doing one or the other things? I've got to get back to this the other time, when I have more time...
In the beginning of this diary I said that I’m going to ask a lot of questions, which are, in fact, an answers, some sort of result of “over-thinking” of a simple facts, that otherwise would go by unnoticed. I do not expect help with the answers, although it does help to understand things better when you’ve got opinion of another, whether to confirm or to oppose your own opinion.
OK, now you can see how hectic my day is. I’m writing in scribbles, half-thought ideas, half-written phrases…and it's all because I haven’t got enough time to put to paper…(oppsss, to type to screen) all that is in my head. And now I’ve got to run again and it feels like complaining again for not being able to complain about all I wanted to complain about…somebody help! Read my mind and type my entry!
Anyway, more to come, today, tomorrow or next century...whenever I'll find some time