The city's as good as doomed.

[changeling]

Check out this. It's a little ditty about a giant green lizard destroying the Earth, and is truly AWESOME. So cool. I think I'm gonna watch it again. My favourite bit is how the lizard has little glasses.

Oh, I'd recommend you watch this. It's very well done. Amusing with a whack of pathos at the end.


So, job. I've applied for another one at Oxbridge, and they gave me a call today to say they had my resume, and didn't realise I wanted full-time work (I'd applied for a part-time position earlier this year, but they ended filling it from within). I think this is a positive sign.

I also applied tonight for an editorial assistant position at [publisher]. They basically want an admin assistant with frills, which is pretty much me ... I wrote three pages on my cover letter. This is two and a half more than usual, but they requested I answer their criteria.

Work continues to both suck and rock. I'm working at a brand new aged care home – temp company 1 sorted it for me without even knowing I had a background in aged care administration. I had a stupid amount of work given to me today, and I couldn't get it all – or even half of it – done. This is what happens when your receptionist/admin assistant is a moron and doesn't think to set up a database (I can no longer direct my snark at the girl I replaced. She is attempting to straighten the office based on what the girl before her left behind. Still, I suspect I am more knowledgable etc than girl-I-replaced. I know I have better spelling. STILL! I will not snark!), so you have no list of resident next-of-kin or staff addresses. This sucks when the manager asks you to send out a letter of introduction to EVERY cognisant resident, all residents' next-of-kin, staff and attending doctors. It also severely sucks when you can't find your predecessor's stash of sticky labels so you have to label the envelopes BY HAND.

But! the people are nice, I'm going to have a ball writing a how-to manual for reception (if I can find the time around the endless addressing-of-envelopes), and the outgoing manager told me that I ROXXOR HER SOXXORS (well, near enough).

I got asked twice today why I didn't switch my (own, personal) air conditioner on. Well, because I was not that hot! Also, I am trying to acclimatise myself to summer by not refrigerating myself. Not to mention the savings in electricity.

Also, one of the RN div 1s told me today that I looked like the perfect receptionist "like out of a book". I think this was meant to be a compliment; I choose to presume that in COMMUNIST RUSSIA (her name is Olga. Surely she has to come from Communist Russia or there is no justice in the world) receptionists are revered above all persons, including presidents. I'm not quite sure how I look like the "perfect receptionist". Perhaps it was my long hem (losing weight has dropped the hem an inch or so even lower) on my skirt – though it is a nifty handkerchief hem! I'm not sure where my chic 20s-influenced curls fit in. I don't know; maybe it was just my glasses.

Comments

[gin-n-chocolate.livejournal.com]

This post made me giggle and also reminded me how much I love anyone that works in admin...mainly because I don't think I could ever work in admin and would want/expect someone to do all that thing for me :p well...that is if ever I was to a) run my own business, b) head a company or c) take over the world.

[delirieuse.livejournal.com]

Thank you. :)