On the Brink
So today I finished moving in to my new office. Here is a shot of my desk and subsequent Side Table, but unfortunately lacks the affectionate Side Table Drawer that is so often called upon for the thankless task of holding pens, Post-It Notes (tm), and scissors:
(Click for the Full Size Goodness)
Yes, I know, what a wonderful world. That table on the right? Yeah, moved that myself (god bless Hand Trucks or as they sh?er, are usually called, Dollies). Pretty much everything but that table in the corner was moved, placed, packed and unpacked by myself. Woot.
Of course you don?t see the table?s twin brother on the other side of the room, but you get my drift.
I would also like to congratulate Brittney for landing a dream job of Blogging for Profit. Man, how cool is that? I love to see and follow stories/blogs and watch good things happen. And usually, good things are the only things that happen to people with a passion to blog. I mean, I?ve made more contacts, friends, and associations with people through this blog than I ever have just sitting around Oak Ridge. Blogging as a medium is simply an incredible tool for conversation and relationship building, and for that I?m grateful.
Another post that had me thinking was The Rambling Librarian?s take on employer intervention when it comes to blogs. I mean, as you can tell by the timestamp on each post, I?m doing these at work, but I make sure I allot the appropriate amount of time for it. Whether it?s a quick lunch to make up for it, or a post done during lunch, I like to think of myself as a responsible blogger.
Hell, I?ve made it a point not to even mention the company I work for on this blog. Why? Well, at the beginning of my employment here the exclusion was because I knew some old buds at ORNL still read this blog (hi Christian!) but some of those ?old buds? weren?t buds at all. I was seriously worried they might try to sabotage my new job. Paranoid? Sure. But I don?t think being too careful is ever a bad thing.
I?ve also never specifically pointed out that I have a blog to my co-workers. Other than the Herb Newton Nissan thing (Read about that here), which I found just too juicy not to chat about, they don?t know or keep up with my postings. And that?s fine with me, I mean, hell, I?m working to get a website redesign and company blog launched, so it?s not like my leanings aren?t apparent, but it does seem weird to semi-hide it. Security through obscurity, right?
Anyway, lastly I?m hammering out the details of my trip to Detroit for the Magic Grand Prix Qualifier, and everything is slowly coming together. Once again my Mother in Law is a saint. I know we?ve all watched those sitcoms where the Mother in Law is devilish and a nuisance, but I can safely say that isn?t the case. This woman watches our kids without question and helps us in times of need. What can I say, she?s an astounding human being. If I make Day 2 up there, and get some cash rewards, I?ll know who to thank. (All the little people, of course)
So that?s the Thursday post. I tried to add a little extra as tomorrow probably won?t be much more than ?I?m heading to Detroit, bye.? You know me, I?m always thinking of the little guy. Well, little guys who read my blog anyway.
I?m a slow motion accident
Lost in coffee rings and fingerprints
10 Comments:
Do you think it was a conspiracy to get you fired? You've got my number, any time you want to discusss what happened. I've thought about giving you a call after hours, but I didn't really want to rehash it, or it was a live and let live kind of thing. We've discussed many things since you left, but sabotage wasn't one of them.
Responsible Blogger? that is hardly the case. i saw that first hand at ORNL. i mean this guy thought it was more important to blag than to work. I would never have tried to Sabotage his next Job, but i dont think he should lie just to make himself look better.
Also another Prev. Coworker (A.K.A. loose cannon)
paranoid? definitely. the previous co-workers you mention have a little more class than what you give them credit for.
It's funny to me that your prev. co-workers didn't bother to leave their names and from the timestamp on the comments, it would suggest that they were left during office hours. So what does that say about their work ethic? Oh well, they sound like dicks to me, you are better off without them.
yeah its me Stephen... (AKA loose cannon.) well considering i am not at the Credit Union right now and i am in IRAQ!!!!! that was one of the only times that i wasnt working... i didnt think i needed to leave my name since "loose cannon" is what Evan always cald me... and i am sure that every one else posted at a reasonable time when it was slow in there. and i am sure that when a phone rang it only rang once and some one picked it up... not like when he worked there and he would let the phone ring off the hook, or if there where tickets open in his name he would leave them open for months at a time, or until i closed the ones i could. why dont you leave us your name and i will fill you in on the truth. or are you afraid of what you might find out?
Sincerely,
Steve
If we should reveal who we are, why did you post as Anonymous? Evan will know who the P. G. was when he worked here. Work ethic? I posted at 11:06, it took me approx. 30 seconds, and that's all I took for a lunch break on Friday except for another 5 minutes to scarf down a sandwich. How about coming in at 5:30 and leaving at 5:00? The only reason I posted yesterday was to try and clear the air, I was getting the impression from what has been said on this blog now and in the past, that the Credit Union is not a good place to work, I say its one of the best jobs in East Tennessee. I only wish Evan would have been able to see that when he was here, I wish Evan the best of luck in the future. That is live and let live.
Anonymous is me, his wife Ericka. And I know the story. It's a pretty shitty story if you ask me and it's funny that you keep saying that he wasn't productive when he got an award for being one of the most productive in the department before he left. Besides why does it matter so much what Evan says about the credit union anyway?
It wouldn't matter if I beleived the comments that have been made were accurate. Maybe what's going on is a misunderstanding on my part on some levels. I only saw what happened from my perspective. And I felt sorry for you and the kids, but honestly I also felt betrayed. We have sat down and talked over dinner, our kids have played together, Evan, I was torn because on one hand I wanted to be a friend to you but, I couldn't defend some of your actions. I truly could not understand why. You are a talented individual, and have guts to open your self everyday for the world to see. What has happened is in the past and I don't want to pour salt on an open wound, maybe the wound can be healed. Erica please forgive me if I have offended you, Evan........
p.g. if you don't mind I would really like to talk to you. My email address is ericka.erwin@gmail.com if you don't mind email me your number and I will give you a call. I would really like to clear the air.
I never know the full story about anything. But I'll tell you what I do know: that is one dang pimpin' solid gold trash can under your desk.
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