Events To Date, July 4th, 2011
I'm heading to the Jefferson City, Missouri Independence Day Festival today; I'll be spending it with family.
Career-wise, I'm scheduled to attend Fall classes at Linn State Technical College in Linn, Missouri--Missouri's only two-year technical college--in that facility's Networking Systems Technology (NST) program.
I went here in 2008, and ended up not being able to get a seat in the NST program. I started early this year, and will be ready by the time August 23 rolls around.
Wish me luck, everyone.
--THF
Monday, July 4, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Manpower Temporary
I just registered with Manpower Temporary Services at their local office in my area.
They may have IT jobs in the near future.
I've given indication I am available for Manufacturing Jobs; this, to allow me some Immediate Income!
Still, I've tried these kinds of jobs before, and have failed miserably. I think it might be better to hold out for IT.
The question is, can my wallet hold out?
More Later --Stephen
They may have IT jobs in the near future.
I've given indication I am available for Manufacturing Jobs; this, to allow me some Immediate Income!
Still, I've tried these kinds of jobs before, and have failed miserably. I think it might be better to hold out for IT.
The question is, can my wallet hold out?
More Later --Stephen
Arby's Is Toast! (And I'm Done With Restaurant Jobs For The Rest Of My Life!)
Well, I ended up getting switched from a day shift to a four-hour night shift for one night this past week, and it ended in disaster.
I was constantly harangued by a twenty-something young woman who kept up a critical commentary for an entire hour. Added to this, was my inability to keep up with the orders, people constantly trying to work at my assigned station, getting in my way, and not letting me do my job.
I ended up leaving in a highly agitated state. It was one of three choices: 1) Brain Hemorrhage, 2) Jail Time for Smacking 'The Snippy Beast' Next To Me, or 3) Leave and Possibly Lose My Job.
Well, #3 won out, and, sure enough, I went back the next day, and found I had no job.
It wasn't unexpected. Also, I'm not too heartbroken, even though the immediate lack of income may be a problem in the short term. Still, it frees me up from stress and now I am able to devote more time to seek more suitable employment in the Information Technology (IT) Field.
I want to do more computer servicing/administrating/configuring types of things.
--
Now, on another line of events: I have an ongoing, active case with Vocational Rehabilitation. These are the 'disability services' people that exist in every state. My success with these offices has been edgy, although this time around, it may actually work out to a desired outcome, for myself and my case workers.
I have Attention Deficit Disorder, Cognitive Learning Disorders, and a host of symptoms that would make a 'normal' person cringe and probably jump out of their skin. Without living a lifetime inside of my type of brain, most people would probably go crazy their first few days, and have a stroke!
I'm only mildly unserious here, people! :-P I wouldn't want anyone to have to deal with my inability to multi-task at high speed, short-term memory problems, and problems with analytical/mathematical problems beyond a certain point.
It's not that I 'can't do math,' it's that I get to a certain level and plateau; then I find I can't get any farther than where I find myself at the time I'm doing the problem. I haven't found any solutions for this. 'Hard Work' is not the answer. I've worked myself until I'm tired and can't even read--after 12 hours sitting down!
I've learned that the above isn't the answer. To me, 'Hard Work' is simply a combination of results stemming from one's desire to do well at one's job. In other words, when work becomes something that 'I want to do,' rather than something I, or someone else, says 'I have to do,' and the labor becomes, itself, effortless, then that is when 'Hard Work' becomes 'Joyful Work.'
MORAL: I Must Seek Joyful Work. I Must Leave The Rest, At This Late Point In My Life--At 45--Behind!
More Later... --Stephen
I was constantly harangued by a twenty-something young woman who kept up a critical commentary for an entire hour. Added to this, was my inability to keep up with the orders, people constantly trying to work at my assigned station, getting in my way, and not letting me do my job.
I ended up leaving in a highly agitated state. It was one of three choices: 1) Brain Hemorrhage, 2) Jail Time for Smacking 'The Snippy Beast' Next To Me, or 3) Leave and Possibly Lose My Job.
Well, #3 won out, and, sure enough, I went back the next day, and found I had no job.
It wasn't unexpected. Also, I'm not too heartbroken, even though the immediate lack of income may be a problem in the short term. Still, it frees me up from stress and now I am able to devote more time to seek more suitable employment in the Information Technology (IT) Field.
I want to do more computer servicing/administrating/configuring types of things.
--
Now, on another line of events: I have an ongoing, active case with Vocational Rehabilitation. These are the 'disability services' people that exist in every state. My success with these offices has been edgy, although this time around, it may actually work out to a desired outcome, for myself and my case workers.
I have Attention Deficit Disorder, Cognitive Learning Disorders, and a host of symptoms that would make a 'normal' person cringe and probably jump out of their skin. Without living a lifetime inside of my type of brain, most people would probably go crazy their first few days, and have a stroke!
I'm only mildly unserious here, people! :-P I wouldn't want anyone to have to deal with my inability to multi-task at high speed, short-term memory problems, and problems with analytical/mathematical problems beyond a certain point.
It's not that I 'can't do math,' it's that I get to a certain level and plateau; then I find I can't get any farther than where I find myself at the time I'm doing the problem. I haven't found any solutions for this. 'Hard Work' is not the answer. I've worked myself until I'm tired and can't even read--after 12 hours sitting down!
I've learned that the above isn't the answer. To me, 'Hard Work' is simply a combination of results stemming from one's desire to do well at one's job. In other words, when work becomes something that 'I want to do,' rather than something I, or someone else, says 'I have to do,' and the labor becomes, itself, effortless, then that is when 'Hard Work' becomes 'Joyful Work.'
MORAL: I Must Seek Joyful Work. I Must Leave The Rest, At This Late Point In My Life--At 45--Behind!
More Later... --Stephen
Monday, January 10, 2011
Not Working Enough
Well, I'm not working enough hours to achieve my goals. I'm applying for additional work to help me do so.
I applied to IBM in Columbia, Missouri for 3 positions as a UNIX/Linux Tech specialist.
***
I've also started a book project. It will be a modern fairy tale with an occupational twist involving Elves, with a central element of the story being Dancing; folk dancing, social dancing, dances of joy, are all contained therein, within the story's central theme.
The main protagonist/character is based on an old high school friend of mine. I hope he likes it when it's published.
Illustrator Needed For Above. I'm looking for original artwork, realistically drawn people, no cartoon-like or simple stuff, but well-drawn human figures. The Elven Characters will be human-like, but a bit more exotic and wild, like the Nature they encompass and of which they are a part.
That's all for now. --SB/THF
I applied to IBM in Columbia, Missouri for 3 positions as a UNIX/Linux Tech specialist.
***
I've also started a book project. It will be a modern fairy tale with an occupational twist involving Elves, with a central element of the story being Dancing; folk dancing, social dancing, dances of joy, are all contained therein, within the story's central theme.
The main protagonist/character is based on an old high school friend of mine. I hope he likes it when it's published.
Illustrator Needed For Above. I'm looking for original artwork, realistically drawn people, no cartoon-like or simple stuff, but well-drawn human figures. The Elven Characters will be human-like, but a bit more exotic and wild, like the Nature they encompass and of which they are a part.
That's all for now. --SB/THF
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Work Is Going Well
Work Is Steady
--
Well, I've been working for Arby's now for about a month and a half; the work is good, steady, well-managed, and relatively easy.
It gets difficult for me--with my Attention Deficit Disorder--when we get *really* busy, but I'm finding I have built-in coping mechanisms that help me to 'hyper-focus' when it really starts hoppin'; that, and everyone helps everyone else out during the high-volume times, so it's not as difficult that way, ie, with people helping to take up the slack, as-it-were.
Feeling A Bit Unworthy
--
One thing: I feel, to an extent, that I'm not really pulling my full-weight when I get too much help. Now I realize that this isn't really an issue, but rather an emotional response based on my own personal experiences; of course, the staff have no way of knowing anything about this, so my feelings of 'not being able-bodied enough' have no real merit, I suppose.
Still, I would like to be a bit faster, more accurate, and less problematic in the area of organizing my movements, actions, and decisions (not that I have many to make; 'routine' is really the word-of-the-day, here, and--since I am Crew and not Management--there really are not any decisions I need to make, save for knowing when to do certain things related to sandwich-making to help make the process more efficient.
Where's The Beef?
--
One of my responsibilities is making sure that no stray beef comes off the slicer, as well as making certain that there isn't a 'beef tail,' which is a piece of meat that builds up as the slicer moves back and forth, and hangs down between the the moving chassis that holds the beef roast and the slicer body, and sometimes falls off and goes onto the floor.
It's my job to make sure the 'tail' doesn't make it to the floor, instead of on to a sandwich for a customer to buy; if we have 'low beef efficiency,' it's an indication that the slicer operator isn't managing the equipment properly, and should probably be sweeping the floor that day, instead ;-), hee. Well, anyway. . .
Operations
--
I mainly operate the automatic slicer, but do other work, as well. It seems that I do well in this position, the management team knows that, and so, put me there most of the time. I like operating the slicer, as it allows me to stand in one place most of the time, and focus on slicing and weighing the different amounts of beef required for each sandwich.
Mnemonic Hodge-Podge?
I do find I have difficulty remembering-and-recalling some of the items on some of the specialty sandwiches. We have these things called 'Market Fresh,' which are like deli sandwiches, each made with really thick bread, gourmet-style cheese slices, lettuce, and various sauces, depending on the sandwich.
Well, I have trouble remembering these a lot, but it is getting better with practice. I guess the old adage applies. . .
Did Einstein Ever Suffer From A Lack Of Time?
My work schedule is strictly part-time. I've been averaging about 22 hours a week, with the most being 25+25 (for a 50 hour, two-week period), and the least being a 17 hour work week. I know one thing: I'm in need of more hours!
Summary
Overall, I'm enjoying my time at Arby's. I've become a bit less irritable since working there (My Wife Has Noticed, Which Is *ALWAYS* A Good Thing!), as my 'free-time' has something useful to take up, instead of just lazing around. (Although there's nothing really wrong with lazing around--although this is, perhaps, better done on a tropical island somewhere, either in the Carribean or South Pacific ;-).
Onward To The Future . . .
My Best To All Of You,
Warmest Regards,
Stephen
--
Well, I've been working for Arby's now for about a month and a half; the work is good, steady, well-managed, and relatively easy.
It gets difficult for me--with my Attention Deficit Disorder--when we get *really* busy, but I'm finding I have built-in coping mechanisms that help me to 'hyper-focus' when it really starts hoppin'; that, and everyone helps everyone else out during the high-volume times, so it's not as difficult that way, ie, with people helping to take up the slack, as-it-were.
Feeling A Bit Unworthy
--
One thing: I feel, to an extent, that I'm not really pulling my full-weight when I get too much help. Now I realize that this isn't really an issue, but rather an emotional response based on my own personal experiences; of course, the staff have no way of knowing anything about this, so my feelings of 'not being able-bodied enough' have no real merit, I suppose.
Still, I would like to be a bit faster, more accurate, and less problematic in the area of organizing my movements, actions, and decisions (not that I have many to make; 'routine' is really the word-of-the-day, here, and--since I am Crew and not Management--there really are not any decisions I need to make, save for knowing when to do certain things related to sandwich-making to help make the process more efficient.
Where's The Beef?
--
One of my responsibilities is making sure that no stray beef comes off the slicer, as well as making certain that there isn't a 'beef tail,' which is a piece of meat that builds up as the slicer moves back and forth, and hangs down between the the moving chassis that holds the beef roast and the slicer body, and sometimes falls off and goes onto the floor.
It's my job to make sure the 'tail' doesn't make it to the floor, instead of on to a sandwich for a customer to buy; if we have 'low beef efficiency,' it's an indication that the slicer operator isn't managing the equipment properly, and should probably be sweeping the floor that day, instead ;-), hee. Well, anyway. . .
Operations
--
I mainly operate the automatic slicer, but do other work, as well. It seems that I do well in this position, the management team knows that, and so, put me there most of the time. I like operating the slicer, as it allows me to stand in one place most of the time, and focus on slicing and weighing the different amounts of beef required for each sandwich.
Mnemonic Hodge-Podge?
I do find I have difficulty remembering-and-recalling some of the items on some of the specialty sandwiches. We have these things called 'Market Fresh,' which are like deli sandwiches, each made with really thick bread, gourmet-style cheese slices, lettuce, and various sauces, depending on the sandwich.
Well, I have trouble remembering these a lot, but it is getting better with practice. I guess the old adage applies. . .
Did Einstein Ever Suffer From A Lack Of Time?
My work schedule is strictly part-time. I've been averaging about 22 hours a week, with the most being 25+25 (for a 50 hour, two-week period), and the least being a 17 hour work week. I know one thing: I'm in need of more hours!
Summary
Overall, I'm enjoying my time at Arby's. I've become a bit less irritable since working there (My Wife Has Noticed, Which Is *ALWAYS* A Good Thing!), as my 'free-time' has something useful to take up, instead of just lazing around. (Although there's nothing really wrong with lazing around--although this is, perhaps, better done on a tropical island somewhere, either in the Carribean or South Pacific ;-).
Onward To The Future . . .
My Best To All Of You,
Warmest Regards,
Stephen
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