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Scary work! Scary!

I wound up wrangling a peak of about 39 people today. Another split-skill died. (Dammit.) Dave Matthews Band Fan Geek said they keep getting corrupted. Obso1337 Super reckons it might be connected to the fact that the ones that get corrupted are evidently (perhaps invariably?) the ones used on Campaign 1, whatever that happens to be.

Did not crumble and bawl today. Briefed 5 people. Need like hell to re-tape the intro & splice or whatever the hell. Need to re-tape the current survey. I can't keep doing the briefing live, and I cannot leave the briefing to the current tape.

I think that's going to be a portion of my day tomorrow: going into a briefing room and getting that the hell on tape. Must bring cough drops, then, because that's a whole hell of a lot of reading.

Was near unto totally zombied last night. Came home, hit IRC, and then finally reluctantly zombied off to bed, where I was phenomenally wistful that it was not 40 miles away and mid-afternoon with something mind-numbing on TV to not watch while curled up next to a bondmate who was actually watching it.

The Philosopher has straightened his act out from when he got told about what he was not supposed to be doing on the job, and earned an all-plus monitor report today! Happy! Joy! Glee! I noted a few people's good monitor reports especially, telling one guy I'd had to move because of chatting + minus "Nice improvement!"

One lady today did not listen to me about reading the hell verbatim, so I had her monitored again, and she earned that minus fair and square! She was pissed. She kept talking over me. She did not thank me. Most of the people I discuss minuses with wind up thanking me.

One of the five new people today wound up quitting. She failed her saving roll vs. computers, I think. She wasn't suited for the job, and I'm glad she realized that as soon as she did. She was pleasant and would have been a decent co-worker in terms of personality. One of the other extreme n00bs is hyper as fucking hell; I had to tell him, literally, "Out of my face," today. He was leaning over my desk in search of the basket of "motivation" while I was trying to change booths over from non-dialer to automatic.

Note to employee: if your supervisor tells you "Out of my face," perhaps you need to learn about personal space, and what it is?

My job was off at 7, with one person remaining until 7:30. I was ready to get out of there pretty much at 8. Then Other Stuff attacked, and I wound up remaining until 9:15.
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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