It's Thursday, and you know what that means? It's my last day at IKEA! Also my pre-employment physical! It's also the day the motherfucking HVAC people to fix our AC unit again as yesterday it stopped working again. This time the problem was that it froze up, which meant that we had to turn it off and leave it off until they come back today to look at it. Whoo. It hit 80 degrees in here yesterday, but the little window unit kept it from hitting the truly scary temps of the first round. For a five year old unit this is ridiculous. I'm hoping that they can find whatever the fuck is causing the problem and fix it this time. I had to cancel another game last night because my office was a fucking sauna.
Aside from that little blip, yesterday was boring. I'm not sure how I'm going to survive next week when I have off. It's going to be a lot of nothing to do. I mean, I'll spend part of one day sorting through my clothes to see what I've got and what I need to get, but aside from that, absolutely no plans. I've been told that I should relax and decompress, but I'm not very good at that, so we'll see.
I did spend a little bit of time writing a lovely, scathing letter to the deputy director of the call center. It doesn't seem that I'm going to get an exit interview, so I felt the need for my voice to be heard. According to![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
poisontaster, I got a touch overdramatic at the end, but "not so much that I shouldn't send it." It's very tempting to write personalized letters for the entirety of our Steering committee, but I'm going to restrain myself. I might write a generally nice note to my manager's manager. She's always been nice and straight shooting to me, and I put in my resignation the day she went on vacation, so I don't want her to think that I have anything against her.
I was really anxious about the physical, but less so today. I'm in good health despite having a few things. I can't see that having really well controlled diabetes is enough to disqualify you. 1 in 10 people have it, after all. I've never had a hospitalization from it or from asthma, so I can't imagine that it would be an issue. Otherwise, I'm probably in better health than I've been since I was 30. I certainly eat better now.
I've got the physical at 10, then into work by 12:30. Then I have four hours, and I'm done for good. Not looking forward to schleping all the equipment in. Those two monitors are fucking heavy.
I don't know how I'm going to feel when the time comes to leave work. That's going to be weird. I am sad that I can't get a coffee on my way to work, but all my money went to getting shit for lunch today and putting gas in my car. So, I better drink up this morning, because IKEA's coffee is shit.
I'm still wondering how I'll feel when the clock ticks over to 4:30pm today. Probably pretty strange. But maybe good? Maybe sad? I'm really curious. Maybe this hasn't sunk in yet?
Okay, going to go get myself together so I can take the monitors out to the car before it gets too hot. Everyone have a sterling Thursday!
Aside from that little blip, yesterday was boring. I'm not sure how I'm going to survive next week when I have off. It's going to be a lot of nothing to do. I mean, I'll spend part of one day sorting through my clothes to see what I've got and what I need to get, but aside from that, absolutely no plans. I've been told that I should relax and decompress, but I'm not very good at that, so we'll see.
I did spend a little bit of time writing a lovely, scathing letter to the deputy director of the call center. It doesn't seem that I'm going to get an exit interview, so I felt the need for my voice to be heard. According to
poisontaster, I got a touch overdramatic at the end, but "not so much that I shouldn't send it." It's very tempting to write personalized letters for the entirety of our Steering committee, but I'm going to restrain myself. I might write a generally nice note to my manager's manager. She's always been nice and straight shooting to me, and I put in my resignation the day she went on vacation, so I don't want her to think that I have anything against her.I was really anxious about the physical, but less so today. I'm in good health despite having a few things. I can't see that having really well controlled diabetes is enough to disqualify you. 1 in 10 people have it, after all. I've never had a hospitalization from it or from asthma, so I can't imagine that it would be an issue. Otherwise, I'm probably in better health than I've been since I was 30. I certainly eat better now.
I've got the physical at 10, then into work by 12:30. Then I have four hours, and I'm done for good. Not looking forward to schleping all the equipment in. Those two monitors are fucking heavy.
I don't know how I'm going to feel when the time comes to leave work. That's going to be weird. I am sad that I can't get a coffee on my way to work, but all my money went to getting shit for lunch today and putting gas in my car. So, I better drink up this morning, because IKEA's coffee is shit.
I'm still wondering how I'll feel when the clock ticks over to 4:30pm today. Probably pretty strange. But maybe good? Maybe sad? I'm really curious. Maybe this hasn't sunk in yet?
Okay, going to go get myself together so I can take the monitors out to the car before it gets too hot. Everyone have a sterling Thursday!
