kelsey’s “what’s so great about wordpress” blog

Coming to you from un-neverland, where you actually have to grow up August 4, 2006

Hey people, what’s up? Argh, I don’t even know what to write. I guess I should just tell you a little bit of what I’ve been up to, whether you really care to hear it or not. Of course you’ve already seen my pictures of my cat and of my apartment. Or maybe you haven’t, but they’re right below this post and probably more exciting than this post will be.

Man, now I’m one of those people that just goes to work every day, doesn’t do much at night… I’m going to be one of those people that never changes their away messages because all they ever do is go to work. You know, those people that put up a message like “Hi ho, it’s off to work we go” and it stays up for a week. Or “At work” (i.e. I’m boring) or “Another day, another dollar” or some such boring message that just sits there for days and days. I watched “Finding Neverland” the other day, and it made me want to find Neverland. Those lucky lost boys, never getting older, never growing up, never getting an 8 to 5 job, never having to pay bills.

Ok, gotta think positively, since this is just the beginning of a long career of an 8 to 5 job and growing up and paying bills. Actually, things are pretty positive right now. I just started my job this week after my extra long vacation. I’m on the Dow Workstation team, which is pretty much in charge of everything that goes into a Dow computer. Everyone at Dow uses the same laptop, with the same programs, etc. I mean, some people install more programs than others from the list, and people have slightly different configurations, but basically they’re the same, which makes supporting them a lot easier. Especially since those of us supporting have the same workstations, too. And that’s what I’m doing — support.

My first few days were basically training. Monday morning I just showed up at a specified location, not knowing anything about what I was doing. Official orientation lasted until about 11:30, and even throughout that time, all I knew is that I would be in the PSC department. What does that even stand for? Too many acronyms, let me think for a sec. Product Service Center? I’m beginning to think that’s not even the right acronym. Anyway, my supervisor came and met me there, took me to get my badge, etc. He, my team lead, and I ate lunch together in the cafeteria. Then it was time to meet the rest of the group.

There are a couple of people in the group that just joined this summer as well. They, unlike me, did not take a summer long vacation and started soon after graduation, but the point is that they’re my age, which is cool. The guy who did a good majority of my training just started in January, so all three of them have an idea of what I’m going through being new to the team. Blah blah blah, this is not exciting to you, is it?

Waffles is doing well. Everyone always seems to ask me about him. He’s loving the apartment. Ok, fine, so he’s always trying to sneak out, but I’m sure that’s a sign of loving it. I think he just sleeps all day because he spends a good portion of the night trying to wake me up. He also always wants me to play with him when I get back from work. He’s a crazy cat. If you ever want me to pass on a message to him, I will. I mean, really. Every message people give me to pass on, I actually say out loud to the cat. It’s not like there’s anyone else around to look at me crazy when I’m talking to a cat. Just don’t expect much of an answer from him. Sometimes he at least looks at me when I’m talking to him, but mostly it’s a blank stare. Other times he ignores me altogether. Sometimes, if I talk to him when he’s already doing his meow thing, he’ll meow in response, although I don’t know what it means and I don’t really think it’s an actual response to what I’m saying.

That’s all for now. When I get my creative juices flowing someday, I’ll give you something more exciting. Peace out bean sprout.