Well, I survived the first day in my new office and prepare to start day two. The mood was dark and depressing. The air was stifling and even my mini desk fan (which is technically a no-no and may be confiscated any day now) did little to keep me cool or comfortable in the high temps and lack of circulation in the new space. People were flitting about with no enthusiasm, finding their new desks and unpacking, then exploring the building (complaining both out loud and under their breath the whole time). I doubt much work got done by anyone. To be fair, our systems were not operating well and the main database and email system we use, crashed on a regular basis; so even people like me, who got set up quickly and tried to get right to work, got very little done. Despite the bugs and server problems, I did my best to focus on the back log of work that had built up over the last several days I was out, but there just came a point where I grew too frustrated with error messages and decided to find other things to busy myself: reorganizing and purging some paper files, seeing if others needed help with various things, and just getting through the day.
I (tried to) take a walk at lunch, only to discover the area we have moved to is as bad as we were warned and all expected…I will just say that I did not feel too safe strolling about on my own among the people that were loitering about. I made my way to a nearby cafe and had a soup and sandwich combo, mostly to pass the time until I had to return to the office. I actually am familiar with the area, as it is only about 15 minutes from where we lived for 2.5 years at Chez Breen. However, we only ever came into the area in the evening to go to specific places (there are a few cool spots, to be fair, such as the cafe I mentioned, a movie theater, a coffee shop and a restaurant or two I enjoyed going to) and never came during the day or hung around to get a feel for the neighborhood or the people. I can see that was quite wise of us. I overheard several women complaining that they don’t feel safe and were hit on or approached by men as they entered the building. Assuming even some of it was true, that does not bode well and I suspect complaints are going to start rolling in.
Que Sera Sera. Until or unless I find a new job (extremely unlikely at this point in my life) I will have to make this work and accept that tis is where I will be for the duration until/unless something changes.
Harvey Update: he had his first check-up post-neutering yesterday and got basically a clean bill of health. The vet felt he was a little redder around the incision, indicating Harvey had been licking it, so we have to keep the cone on another week. Sigh. We did find another dog we are very excited about on the website of the organization we adopted Harvey from, but we are getting mixed signals about his status and availability so I’ll not say more until we get more info.
Finally, we are preparing for a visitor this weekend. A long time IEAAD fan and friend (that I have a very bad track record of cancelling on every time we’ve tried to arrange a meeting in the past) is coming to visit this weekend – yay. I am looking forward to this visit going as planned. Although not a blogger herself, she is well known in our blogger circle as a frequent reader and commenter.
More to come…