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Look! Up in the sky! An update!
Feb. 7th, 2008 12:50 pm...I don't know what's with the random Superman reference. I don't even care for Superman...
But, yes. So, my life lately.
I worked a temp gig at a local greenhouse last week. It was pretty cool. Some of it was mind-numbingly tedious because of the plant we were working with. But given that someone somewhere along the way mistyped the order as 100,000 plants rather than 10,000, it was much less work than they thought it would be. Actually, that specific job sucked. These plants came from India in this gel stuff, and had thread-to-hair-thin roots, and the gel was too thick and hard and the roots were so incredibly tangled it was nearly impossible to tell one plant from another. So I spent about fifteen cumulative hours picking apart miniscule plants and trying to make them plantable. Which was fine.
Mostly, the job was cool because of the company. The other ladies from the temp agency were very nice and we all talked the day away (I had a few spots where I was done with talking in my usual fits of anti-social-ness where I listened to a book on CD). So that was fun. One of the ladies there (who was in her early thirties but didn't look much older than me) has lived in Denmark, Egypt, England, and Costa Rica. So her stories were really cool to listen to.
I also got to take home some clippings of Rosemary and Lavender, which was very cool. A lot of companies are weird about employees taking things that are only going in the trash anyway. But the supervisor just said, "Take 'em!" So I did. They're not for cooking, because of the pesticides they use, but if they sprout the way they're supposed to, in a couple generations I might be able to have fresh rosemary for cooking. The lavendar just smells nice, and I can make infusions out of it. So far, the best I can say for sure is that they're not dead and dried out. I don't know how well the whole "let them take root" thing is going...
Moving on...
I had my first library shift on Monday, bright and early 8-12. That is, I guess, going to be my shelving shift. I spent most of the time repeating portions of the alphabet song just so I don't forget that U comes before W. But that was fine. In fact, I was thrilled, because finally I get to really get the behind-the-scenes bit of running the library. I know how it goes from checked-in to shelved now. It's neat. I'm in the know!
And the people at the library seem to be pretty friendly, too. They were all very understanding when I had to ask several times where books went while we were sorting the incoming from the other branch. But I will get it, eventually. And I got to talk with the librarian who ran the teen reading group I attempted to belong to way back when. Thankfully, she doesn't really remember my horrible personality, just my creativity and intelligence.
So, tomorrow and Saturday I have shifts with Circulation. Which means that I'll be checking books in, probably answering voice mail when I know more, and helping people check books out at the circulation desk. So, that's going to be interesting. I'm not too worried about being personable, since a lot of the people I've had check me out weren't very. So I guess as long as I'm not actively hostile, my lack of customer service experience shouldn't be too much of a problem. Hopefully...
But, yes. So, my life lately.
I worked a temp gig at a local greenhouse last week. It was pretty cool. Some of it was mind-numbingly tedious because of the plant we were working with. But given that someone somewhere along the way mistyped the order as 100,000 plants rather than 10,000, it was much less work than they thought it would be. Actually, that specific job sucked. These plants came from India in this gel stuff, and had thread-to-hair-thin roots, and the gel was too thick and hard and the roots were so incredibly tangled it was nearly impossible to tell one plant from another. So I spent about fifteen cumulative hours picking apart miniscule plants and trying to make them plantable. Which was fine.
Mostly, the job was cool because of the company. The other ladies from the temp agency were very nice and we all talked the day away (I had a few spots where I was done with talking in my usual fits of anti-social-ness where I listened to a book on CD). So that was fun. One of the ladies there (who was in her early thirties but didn't look much older than me) has lived in Denmark, Egypt, England, and Costa Rica. So her stories were really cool to listen to.
I also got to take home some clippings of Rosemary and Lavender, which was very cool. A lot of companies are weird about employees taking things that are only going in the trash anyway. But the supervisor just said, "Take 'em!" So I did. They're not for cooking, because of the pesticides they use, but if they sprout the way they're supposed to, in a couple generations I might be able to have fresh rosemary for cooking. The lavendar just smells nice, and I can make infusions out of it. So far, the best I can say for sure is that they're not dead and dried out. I don't know how well the whole "let them take root" thing is going...
Moving on...
I had my first library shift on Monday, bright and early 8-12. That is, I guess, going to be my shelving shift. I spent most of the time repeating portions of the alphabet song just so I don't forget that U comes before W. But that was fine. In fact, I was thrilled, because finally I get to really get the behind-the-scenes bit of running the library. I know how it goes from checked-in to shelved now. It's neat. I'm in the know!
And the people at the library seem to be pretty friendly, too. They were all very understanding when I had to ask several times where books went while we were sorting the incoming from the other branch. But I will get it, eventually. And I got to talk with the librarian who ran the teen reading group I attempted to belong to way back when. Thankfully, she doesn't really remember my horrible personality, just my creativity and intelligence.
So, tomorrow and Saturday I have shifts with Circulation. Which means that I'll be checking books in, probably answering voice mail when I know more, and helping people check books out at the circulation desk. So, that's going to be interesting. I'm not too worried about being personable, since a lot of the people I've had check me out weren't very. So I guess as long as I'm not actively hostile, my lack of customer service experience shouldn't be too much of a problem. Hopefully...
