Busy Day

Well, let's see... I woke up around 8:00, walked to work at 9:10, got there 10 minutes early (was due there at 9:30). I hung out waiting for someone to show me what to do, finally got taken in hand and shown the ropes.

What we do on Mondays is call the USPS offices that we'll be surveying about 3-4 weeks from now and confirm their survey appointments, gather their contact info, etc. So that's what I did all day, we got all of this week's calls done, and got halfway through next week's as well. I also did a little data entry at the end of the day, feeding all the stuff we collected back into an Excel sheet.

Tomorrow I'll be finishing up the calls and doing more data entry, and then pulling info from the extranet for our technicians to use on their appointments.

Since I know that just confused the heck out of everyone, I'll explain roughly what this project is all about. The USPS is upgrading their scanners and PC's, we're the company who's technicians go out to each post office and install the new system (plus do the site surverys).

So anyway, I walked home for lunch, Stormy was so incredibly happy to see me that she jumped up my leg and then just stood there staring at me for 2 minutes. I had lunch, checked my regular forums, chatted a little, and then walked back to work.

Finished up the day, walked home, had a snack, and settled in for some DoD:S action when I hear "Always Look On the Bright Side of Life" whistling from my purse. Of course it's Pat calling, just to check up on how my first day was :) If I haven't said it before, I'll say it now... anyone who isn't friends with Pat is missing out.

So we chat, and then a verbal fencing begins in preparation for my visit in June. I'm not really sure who came out the winner on this one... Pat made some pretty bold threats about "6 or 7" plots he might have running, and I ALMOST slipped up in such a way that I could never recover, but luckily he didn't catch what I had said until it was too late.

I'd have to call that one a draw... but until I actually reach Seattle, my primary focus is on living until I do, and preparing the weaponry I'll need once I get there, for all the rest, simply avoiding defeat is a victory to me.

As for the weaponry... rest assured it is proceeding VERY well indeed *evil laughter*

And amazingly enough, right now I'm chatting with Greg on XFire... I don't think I'll ever call him a friend again, let alone anything more, but I just can't bring myself to hold a grudge any longer, regardless of what happened. Plus, he is fun to play dod with.. unfortunatly his laptop can only handle the oooold dod, so until he gets a new desktop we won't be playing together. He sounds... meh, normal I guess, which is fine with me. I never feared HIM per se, except after I broke up with him and he was acting unstable and might actually be in the area... my only real fear was myself, 'cause if I'd let him get away with it before, why not again? But now I know, beyond a doubt, that I would never let that happen again... not from him, not from anyone. Thanks Pat :)