Here we have another Sunday where I am working. Second weekend in a row that I’m essentially glued to my computer. Last weekend, it was the flaming shitball from hell document that I was working on. This weekend? A not-so-flaming-but-equally-annoying document.
Mainly because the sponsor is being assy and not providing the writer with essential tools. The poor writer is over it and, in the midst of all this, forgot to provide me with the password to unlock the document.
Poor guy. I really do feel for him. I know he’s not being lazy because I’ve worked with him in the past and he’s already provided me with several resources this go ’round.
Did I mention I STILL love my job, though?
Because I do.
My last job (same company, different department/business unit) was all chicks. And all drama. My current core group is mainly chicks as far as our job titles/functions go, but they are all damn cool ladies. There is lots of encouragement and people jumping in to help one another. On top of that, there is a lot of appreciation expressed.
I count myself one lucky, lucky girl.