 |
|
wSpring Tide |
|
|
 |
The tandem pull of the sun and the moon
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wFriday, April 25, 2003 |
|
|
|
Yay, my new temp started Monday. Yay, she's competant. Yay she's an organismal biologist (zoology degree.) Yay she likes the same kind of music I do.
YAY!!
We're getting so much done and I haven't worked more than 12 hours a day this entire week. I know I know that sounds like a lot. But its not really... and it will decrease once the assistant is trained.
The rest of my life needs help, but at least that one thing is going right.
posted by
Just Mary at 2:14 AM
4 comments
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wThursday, April 17, 2003 |
|
|
|
So the assistant starts out as a temp. I met him on Monday. Seemed like a nice enough guy. But when he said "let me call my mom and make sure my schedule is ok" a lil warning flag went up.
Long story short, he didn't work out. He didn't want to lift the tanks.. he said they were too heavy for him (they weigh 18 pounds when full of water. My 90 pound coworker can lift them fine.) He didn't want to rinse the tanks with acetone. He didn't want to scoop out the dead fish from the stickleback tank... he kept saying "I can't, I can't" (insert whiney tone here). I had to stand there and make him to keep trying.. I had to tell him that like, 3 or 4 times. After he was done, he whined about getting his hand wet. He then asks me "what's in that tank? Its probably important for me to shower as soon as I can, isn't it?"
The cruel bitch in me wanted to say "yes, there's lots of GERMS" . I know, I know... very mean. Instead I reassured him that it was just fine, it was the holding tank, after all.
I couldn't leave him alone... I was going to go to the break room to eat and told him I'd be back in 15 minutes. He was taking DO -- dissolved oxygen -- readings from the test tanks. He got this look of panic on his face -- "what if I have questions? what if the instrument breaks?"
I was nice. As nice as I could be. But after a day and a half, I could see clearly how much he was slowing me down. He wouldn't or couldn't do 90% of the things I needed him to do. I didn't even try to get him to euthanize, weigh and measure the control fish from the tests... I didn't have the heart to ask him to do that since he had told me he was kind of afraid of fish. Basically I had to do all the things I needed him to do, along with babysitting him and trying to figure out ways that he could help me.
I talked to my boss and we decided to throw this one back. When I told him to go home early.. that we were done for the day, he knew what was up. He said "I'm not comin back, am I? This is what they said at my last job. My mom is going to be really mad when I come home early..." I felt bad.
I truly have never met anyone so incompetant in my life. I think the kid had major issues though, and that was pretty sad. I can't imagine how he'll ever get through life.
They're looking for another temp for me. Hopefully the next one will be able to CONTRIBUTE. (cough).
posted by
Just Mary at 2:03 AM
18 comments
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
wSunday, April 13, 2003 |
|
|
|
So guess what?
(waits for the chorus of "what?")
I'm an employee again. A real one. With benefits and a raise n everything. Starting tomorrow.
Yay for me.
And I'm getting an assistant.
posted by
Just Mary at 11:51 AM
11 comments
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
