I didn't have an internet connection yesterday morning, and I didn't get up early enough to play around with the settings to see if I could get online. I had trouble going to sleep the night before, but once asleep, I slept fine. Just hard to get up early. I had no problems going to sleep last night. I'm still groggy this morning, but the coffee is helping.
My mood is still improving, slowly. I don't feel that continuous level of dissatisfaction any more. It's really fortunate that I'm back on meds because work gets more absurd every day. Honestly, it's like being in a black comedy (black in the sense that it's comedy born of pain, not a racial thing). We got a big speech last week that we were seriously behind, and that all resources would be made available to us to get caught up, except time. That's the one thing that could not be given to us, but whatever else was needed would be provided. We were to work 24/7 in 12 hour shifts until things were caught up. There is one big problem with this directive. To get caught up, we need access to a computer program to process forms. We have lots of computer terminals in the office, but we only have two - four connections to the program at a time. And the program runs so slow that you can literally get up from the terminal, go eat dinner, and return without missing a beat. And that's just waiting for four input boxes to appear so you can enter data. And the 24/7 idea? Well, the system is down every night for maintenance. So around 3 o'clock every afternoon, the night crew gets a phone call informing them to come in early so they can get some hours in before the entire system goes completely down.
My department is severely overstaffed, so I expect to get laid off soon. Time to get out the resumes.
Interesting that you thought of explaining black comedy, and sad that the explanation was necessary but I am sure it is.
ReplyDeleteDon't get too discouraged about the job; you are seeing bureaucracy at its worst or maybe almost worst because usually when you think things have reached the most ridiculous possible, there is more. And you know the job will end sometime.
Keep your eye out for something else but be ready to hit the unemployment again is you are let go. No need to feel any personal failure if that happens. I have seen how it happens here and Chester can tell you the same. Just like the work 24/7 then go home at 3pm, a lot of things done by this agency don't make sense. Just think of it as an inside look of how the census is done, and since it is done only every 10 years, not many people get that opportunity. As an insider, you get to see the good, the bad, and the ugly. For me, being an outsider, I still try to remember that the point is to get everyone counted. And especially around here, people are so anti-government that their constant comment is that “it is so political". If they knew how incompetent it is sometime, they would not be so afraid.
It seems that being off and then on the drugs has a price; they take longer to be effective each time. Hopefully, you will not run out of them again.