Sunday, 16 June 2019

Days 833 to 839


Aka Monday 13th to Sunday 19th May 2019

This week I started my second temp job, which started on Tuesday, so Monday was spent preparing/worrying a little about it! In a nutshell it’s a back-office role, involving a lot of filing, which ensures that the business can function and respond to customer needs. So far, it’s nothing like my previous roles, there’s less problem solving/responding directly to customers needs and questions, but there is a hell of a lot of information and details to remember and processes to follow. Of which I think I have about 10% down! But it’s work, and it’s pays a nearly reasonable salary 😊. And it is impressive, almost zen-like, seeing the rest of the team plough though the work, especially when I kinda feel like I’m just about keeping my head above water!!!

But there is/was one fly in the ointment, there was a short, maybe five or so minutes conversation in the team, about another worker (who I only saw for a few seconds, as I was busy trying to keep up with the work) but who acted a little strange, as if he had a learning difficulty or mental impairment, and the conversation centred around avoiding the person, due to how that acted, their overly intense conversational style, odd eye contact, etc. And it felt to me like it was verging very close to crossing over from joking about the persons personal behaviour and onto his condition and how it affects them. 

Which made me think about a family member and the struggles they’ll face, which sent me for a mental wobble, and got me down and a bit teary. The problem is that I was concentrating on my work, trying not to cock-up, so I wasn’t paying full attention, so I don’t know if this person does have a condition or not (maybe I’m making snap judgements based on my prejudices?) or if they are just a tad odd and I didn’t feel that I could interrupt to ask if they were talking about someone odd or talking about someone with a condition. It also made me think back to when I was at school and how we would talk about the odd kids and take the mickey out of them and how it (possibly) made them feel. All of which put me in an odd headspace for the rest of the day, thinking about how shite society can be towards people who are different, how complicit (and how much of a dick) I have been in the past (and still can be) and what to do in future [NB I did bring this up later and it was clear that the joking was not about the condition, but the person themselves, which is still a bit shitty but not prejudiced]…

I also felt knackered from my new work routine, I’m getting up earlier (partly due to work, but also due to the Summer sun shining through my bedroom window), eating a little less, but still trying to keep up my weights routine, so by Friday morning I was feeling pretty drained, tired and maybe a little overly emotional (and spent the weekend zonked out). Which maybe meant I was feeling things a tad too much and feeling them unfiltered.

…aside from work I did get some great comics (or what I assume are great comics, because I’ve felt too tired to do any reading and have spent my evenings zonked out in front of the TV):



…and a Mojo special about The Rolling Stones early days (1962 – 1969) and a Bo Diddley compilation (a purchase inspired by Johnny Marr explaining how Bo Diddley’s ‘Mona’ partly inspired ‘How Soon Is Now’, although I’ve been to knackered to listen to it yet!): 



…and I did the G2 Crosswords this week (as per usual):

Monday’s crossword got the week off to a so-so start as I had to cheat on a sixth of the clues (four out of 24), but I’d argue that ‘Rosie Lee’ means ‘tea’ not ‘cha’ (I know that ‘cha’ means ‘tea’ but using ‘Rosie Lee’ to mean ‘cha’ is dirty pool!), but I did learn that ‘ovine’ means ‘sheep-like’. Maybe I was a little on edge due to it being the day before my new temp job started? Will my crossword prowess be negatively affected by work? Who knows…


Tuesday’s crossword went worse, I had to cheat on a quarter of the clues (five out of 21), I think my little grey cells were exhausted after my first day back at work. The role is simple enough on paper, but there is so much information and detail to know and implement that it made my mind boggle. Well that’s my excuse for not remembering that ‘musical chairs’ is a ‘children’s party game’! But I did learn, from the crossword, that ’Occident’ means ‘West’ and that ‘Izmir’ is a Turkish seaport, formerly called Smyrna’…


Wednesday’s crossword goes about the same, cheating on five of the 23 clues, an Illuminati score! I defo think I’m tired from my training at work, as I really should have gotten ‘pullover’ from ‘knitted garment’ and ‘language’ from ‘tongue’, but I did learn that ‘Luanda’ is the ‘capital of Angola’ and that ‘Rossetti’ was a ‘pre-Raphaelite painter and poet’…


Things went better with Thursday’s crossword, I only had to cheat on a seventh of the clues (three out of 21). I think due to doing the crossword at lunch, when my little grey cells weren’t fully tired! Although I should have gotten ‘away’ from ‘not at home’ and ‘cradle’ from ‘hold gently and protectively’, and I learnt that the ‘Nyala’ is a ‘large African antelope’…


And Friday’s crossword just soared, was a complete breeze, as the answers came with very little trouble and I didn’t have to cheat on any of the 23 clues. It was easy like Sunday morning! Bring on tomorrow’s crossword…


And Saturday’s crossword ends the week on a pretty good note as I only had to cheat on a twelfth of the clues (two out of 23) and I learnt that a ‘filbert’ is a ‘hazel nut’ and got some song names (or character names for a Grant Morrison’s Doom Patrol) from the grid – ‘Pollster Thud’, ‘Rogue Granite’ ‘Orphan One-Off’ and ‘Reap Neurosis’…


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