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Hot Mama

The time/temperature sign somewhere along one of the freeways last night said it was 111°F out. I believe it. Night, mind you. When it's dark, and cooler than it was during the day. Also note that for at least part of the hot part of the day, I was getting into cars that had been sitting in the sun.

Yes, I had water with me.

Yes, Siete has air conditioning. Praise the gods of small things like that.

Today was cooler. Today was also work. Today I brought one of the monster 64oz mugs with me. I only got monitored once. I got praised (mildly) in e-mail for thinking of little details on the monitor-task stuff, because this makes it clear that I am serious about my job and also creative in thinking up solutions to current problems.

The saga of the continuing documentation exercise came to a close a while ago; I finally got my re-re-re-edited (I'm not entirely certain how many edit cycles it did actually go through) exercise returned with a virtual pat on the back for my hard work. And now that I know the format and what's acceptable, I can do things like that.

Today it was the Cute Desk Guy's turn to contribute to my silly work-related comic. "Is the glass half-empty, half-full, or a blunt object suitable for whacking misbehaving phone goons with?" I asked as I wandered in the general direction of the ice machine with my 64oz water mug.

"That's a swimming pool!" the Cute Desk Guy exclaimed. At the end of the shift, I gave him a copy of my doodle of three phone goons sitting, one with a standard-issue styrofoam cup, one with a travel coffee mug designed to fit into car cupholders, and one with an immense monster mug, and a supervisor exclaiming, "That's not a coffee cup, that's a swimming pool!"

I got three replacements on the Dendarii Brewing Company survey. I'm not sure how everyone else did. One of them was the aforementioned taxidermist.

There's a new seating procedure at work. As a check-in, I am obliged to learn it. It looks like it's going to save phone goon time, save check-in time, save shift ops supervisor time, and require maturity and responsibility on the part of the phone goons. It also looks like it's going to make name-to-face correlations for me well-nigh implausible for this new batch of new hires, because the only way I learn name-to-face at work as fast as I do is them coming up and getting booth assignments from me. Reminder to self: post about the name-to-face thing and how I don't do very well on that.

I checked my e-mail after work from the backmost monitor room (my favorite monitor room). The network in there was down. I asked Stressy College Chick if there was any reason it should be down on purpose. She knew of none. I dove under the desk and found the offending equipment: power source fallen out of the network switch. (I cooed things to the effect of "Such a goood little switch, yes you are!" when it brought network connectivity back up without so much as an initial hiccup.) I pointed out the problem to Rules Lawyer Monitor, who was the monitor shift lead, in case there had been problems this shift. She made a note to ask if there was a more secure place that the thing could be plugged in, since it's always getting kick-unplugged.

In other news...
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Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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