INQUEST'S FIRST DAY AT WORK

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My friends, you know how long I have yearned for gainful employment. But while I am glad to have it, I must confess that, on this my first day, there were a few distressing factors.

For one thing, my Father has yet to fix the third vehicle for my usage. As it yet remains in the garage, in its current disrepair, I am obliged to walk a pilgrimage to the bus stop in shivering northern air--indeed, the kind that makes the teeth chatter and the hands freeze motionless like stone. Then I must wait for the bloody bus, which in this area, moves slower than the GoodYear Blimp, and then sit within it, crushed amongst human cargo, as it crawls its way into the city, through devilish traffic. Then of course I must come off the bus, in the howling wind, and transfer to another, tolerating much the same misery above described.

Once I arrived to work this morning, I was, of course, made to fill out paperwork for taxes and so on, and then I was barricaded inside a room where I was obliged to read some of the company policies. By the time I finished it was well past lucn time. I read amidst the noise and chatter of workers, some of whom acknowledged my presence tucked away in a dark corner, and others who simply ignored it. One lady made conversation with me, but could not get over the fact that I was hired and not a coop student. I looked young, she exclaimed, with a shocked look that seemed to question what use such a child as I could possibly be in this company. I simply smiled politely and returned to my reading.

At last I was lead away on a tour of the lab and facilities, and then left in front of a computer for three more hours of learning, at the end of which was a test. I did not eat all this time. Oh, eventually, I was told to but decided not to bother; I simply wanted to finish the introductory duties before I bored myself to sleep. And by the time the 50 question test came round, I was quite nearly passing out in my chair.

Finally, after all that (I passed with 94%), I was given another tour and then handed over to the ladies who would be training me. For the next two hours, one hour past the time I was to leave, I struggled to learn all the various procedures--struggled but retained absolutely nothing. I hope they do not intend to leave me by myself tomorrow, for if they do, the office is sure to fall to disrepair. I shall certainly require more time, and in all fairness to my new co-workers, I am sure I will get it.

This knowledge, however, did not soften the reality of returning into the cold and wind for the journey home. And now I sit at my desk, bone weary, and almost wishing I could sleep in tomorrow.

Almost...but not quite :)

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Sounds like a typical first day,...

on the job, Miss IOAW. Unfortunately, you won't gain sompathy from me on the bus thing, because I had to ride the bus my first full year of employment also because we didn't even have the extra car; we wuz po' back in the day. :-) And you know the kind of snow and temperatures we get where I live.

You'll do fine. But I'm somewhat surprised; there's nothing in writing that you can read to learn at least some of these procedures that these two ladies are supposed to be educating you on? How unprofessional!

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TRUE, our Catfish! I was thinking about that!

Outside of lab procedures, I am being told everything else BY MOUTH, and it is all so overwhelming. And then there are clients with different expectations, and governmental regulatory bodies, who want this filed a certain way and that...I was thinking to myself, where is the wretched manual? Perhaps I shall have to do one myself, because this is ridiculous. The girl who I shall be replacing is pregnant. If the baby shows up early, or if any complications occur, I am going to be left holding the reigns just so, without any instructions in hard copy to follow. I admit, our Catfish: that worries me.

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So, two things,...

one, carry a pad with you and write down what you can. Two, carry a tape recorder and get it all down on tape. Hey, where there's a will,...

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Yes, I was thinking about carrying a pad with me.

I don't have a little tape recorder handy, otherwise that would have been ideal. Yes, where there's a will there's a way. And where there's a Friday, the weekend is sure to follow. I cannot WAIT! I will sleep the whole of Saturday, for certain :)!

So you have no pity for me, eh?

You delight to envision my small figure fighting through miserable climates? Suppose you think I ought to have my share of difficulty, do you? Hmpth! Well, our Catfish, it shan't be forever. I will ascend to my ivory tower sooner or later and recline happily on my low scrolled couch with wheels, living off the interest of my sizable wealth. Yes. Maybe I will invite you for a visit, provided, of course I deem you worthy to enjoy my charms more personably.

Stop laughing, Catfish.

And what the devil is 'po?' :D

As to eating, I admit I have a bad habit of working and forgetting to eat, or simply not bothering to. That is probably the nasty little secret behind my failure to gain significantly. I don't do it on purpose. It is just that when I am driven, I cannot seem to help myself. I simply must continue, often without ceasing.

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Small figure, eh IOAW,...

did I happen to mention that I lived in northern Maine for 4 1/2 years, when we used to stand out at bus stops in temperatures as low as 25 degrees below zero (-31.5C). And I was a kid, under 5' tall at the time, for at least 3 of those years? So, nope! :-)

And you'd invite me anyway, if only to get a good gloat in.

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Oh...err...no, our Catfish...You did not happen to mention this.

All right. I am feeling ashamed. You got me--my suffering does not negate yours.

(smile) And yes, I suppose I would invite you to visit, anyway. I hope you like cats. I intend on having one--preferably, a big furry white one whom I intend to name, Arrogance. Can't you imagine us sitting round the table with Arrogance as she eats salmon out of her Royal Doulton?

One of these days, our Catfish. Hey, you told me to dream and to plan, right? And I must have some kind of dream as I fight the northern chill tomorrow morning, in but a few too short hours! :D

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Yes, dream big, IOAW,...

but you're going to have to tell us all what a "doulton" is. And a cat named Arrogance, eh? Well, animals love me for some reason, so I figure it'll be fine. However, I'll have to leave my wife home; hates cats.

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Our Catfish, you must learn English tea wares!

The Royal Doulton set is renowned for its prestige. I'm sure my Arrogance would eat and sip from no other. And yes, Arrogance will love you, as long as you don't sit in her chair, rustle her combed fur, or bring her, of all things, cat food to eat. Naturally, as an inhabitant of my ivory tower, she will have a healthy respect for fine foods :)!

I am sorry your Robyn does not like cats, our Catfish. At least once you must bring her to Canada, and if I have Arrogance, well, I suppose I shall have to put her somewhere...somewhere suitable, of course, as befits her status!

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You're going to feed the cat regular food, eh?

Well, I'm sure your cat litter will be up to the challenge. And trust me, I wasn't thinking about bringing anything for the cat. ;-P

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I will not buy my Arrogance cat food, our Catfish.

I am sure she'll not abide it for one minute. Her meals shall derive from a fine foods shop, of course. The lobster creme puffs, no doubt, will be far more agreeable to her delicate palette :)

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You're killing me, IOAW,...

but the way you're talking about your potential cat reminds me of how I used to talk about my potential son, with the English accent and sesquipedalian ways I would have coached him on, and the elegance and confidence my daughter would have had.

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I mean every word of it, our Catfish.

(smile) I had a cat once before--Sneaky, you remember, but he was clearly not refined. Arrogance, however, will be. I have already envisioned her, and when I see her I will know her and, at once, take her home where she belongs.

Cats are, by nature, prideful creatures; just think how much more my Arrogance will be. Heehee! And yes--cats can drink tea, just not hot. Arrogance will certainly appreciate a fine English blend, no doubt. With two lumps of sugar, naturally. No bread and jam, though,with her fish; she mustn't be greedy.

By the way, I am sure your son and daughter would have been remarkably brought up, our Catfish. If they were anything like you, there would be no doubt of that.

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Why, thank you IOAW,...

and with that, I believe I'm out for the evening. Have a wonderful Friday.

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You'd better not be chuckling, our Catfish!

A good Friday fighting wind and a deep freeze! Yes, good night. I need to hit the sack, too. I'm falling asleep as I type :)!

Ah, our Richard. I thank you!

I miss my visits to your blog so much :(! I am grateful to have work but...I realize it means being away from you all. I miss reading your posts and responding to them. I must come by this weekend and see what you've been up to.

Well, my second day was as daunting as the first, our Richard. I expect it will be like that a while longer, until I learn all the ins and outs. The information is very technical, but I suppose my brain is up to the challenge. I cannot wait until I have mastered all these new skills--chemistry, science, and communications balled into one. Once I have, it will be a wonderful feeling :)!

Thanks for the encouragement as always, our Richard.

And by the way, I am sure my Arrogance would accept anything with the word "Royal" in it ;)!

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Me, chuckling, IOAW,...

of course I was chuckling; I'm always chuckling! :-)

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Ah--Another photograph, our Catfish.

And who is this? Clearly, it is not our Robyn! :)

Chuckling, indeed. I suppose you would laugh today if you could see me--bent over and groaning like a lopsided billygoat on its knees!

So well written, Inquest

Why it's our Jellen :)!

Hiya, our Jellen! I'm just here nursing my sore feet. Thanks for the compliment--it's amazing I can write anything well right now, for how taxed my brain feels :)

Oh, Inquest

Should you feel hopelessly out of you element there, just remember, you are an awesome writer, with out without their knowledge.

Hope your second day allows you time for lunch and a moment to breathe.

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Jellen
Sincerely Jellen

You're a dear, our Jellen. Thanks again.

I'm sure I'll learn to survive. I just have to acquire the secrets. And of course, get some good walking shoes.

I suppose this won't be bad for my health, provided I eat, of course. I promise to pack a lunch and consume it on the morrow. I must say, though--I cannot WAIT for the weekend!

Hope your days are going well, yourself, our precious Jellen :)

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I'm sorry you had to go through that. I remember all too well. Of course, in my case...I was walking with my baby, a baby bag and my purse. I had to take a bus to drop him at the my mom's. After that I had to take the subway and then walk! I will NEVER do that again! Especially since now I have 7 kids!

Be encouraged, stay focused, Priority number one is fixing that CAR!

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Hello, our classy1! Pleased to make your acquaintance :)

So you call yourself classy. Well, at Blogfeast, I referred to myself as the Queen--not that anyone bowed to my ascendancy. There remain a few nay-sayers about, but we shall not get into that! He he!

Thanks for the note of encouragement. I see you understand my plight, even more so as you have children. I guess everyone in life has their challenges, and it is up to us to rise to the occasion. That is what I intend to do...though today I am glad I do not have to. My body feels heavy like a sack of potatoes, and my feet burn as though I were walking on coals :D!

Our Catfish, would that my ivory tower emerge NOW!

My body is heavy, my brain aches from pharmaceutical and chemical jargon. My feet are worn: I swear I'm growing corns and bunions. Imagine, our Catfish! Horns are emerging on my toes. I'll have elephant scales and hyena claws! I'll never date again with such things! No one but a beast would have me.

Help, Catfish! I want my ivory tower, with my low-scrolled couch with wheels. And Arrogance to recline lazily at my side. Oh, to be a working woman: 'tis a blessing and a curse!

Not that I'm complaining! ;)

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Sounds like you have a job, IOAW,...

and now you can relate to this funny quip I remember: "All this time I thought I wanted a career, and all I really wanted was paychecks." A real working girl; almost makes me want to cry!

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Not a word of sympathy, our Catfish! I should have known.

All right fine, you've been there, done that. And I am dealing with a reality every person must face. I wish I could move closer to my job, though. It is physically challenging doing all that walking on top of everything else; and I already feel myself catching cold.

Hurry up and get rich, our Catfish. Then you will be in the upprt echelons of society and will be able to introduce me to notable individuals who can pave the way to my future glory. I wish to be back on my backside as soon as possible. Or at least working there :)!

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Uhhh, IOAW,...

you DO know what you said can be taken many different ways, right? I'll be surprised of Sire doesn't hop right on that comment. :-)

And geez, kiddo, you've only been working two days. Save your money for two months, then move to a place much closer, which will be of two benefits because you'll also then be out on your own. And the weather will be nice by then also, so it'll be good all over.

Sympathy is for bad times; you've wanted work for a long time. So, get 'er done!

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Heeheehee! I would NEVER move out now, our Catfish.

In the summer maybe. Not now. First thing's first: I need to get caught up with my bills, stabilize my finances, and YES, SAVE, SAVE, SAVE!

As to being back on my backside, I only meant SITTING. But you're right, I guess it could be perceived differently. Maybe I should write a disclaimer, eh! :)

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Yeah, or you'd best hope,...

that Sire, or Sassys or PW doesn't pick up on it and turn you into their own version of their stories. :-)

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And this is my disclaimer, for our Sire and Sassyspus!

Our Sire and Sassyspus--by being back on my backside I mean SITTING and NOTHING else >:D!

There, our Catfish! Now there can be no misconceptions.

Our Catfish, would that my ivory tower emerge NOW!

My body is heavy, my brain aches from pharmaceutical and chemical jargon. My feet are worn: I swear I'm growing corns and bunions. Imagine, our Catfish! Horns are emerging on my toes. I'll have elephant scales and hyena claws! I'll never date again with such things! No one but a beast would have me.

Help, Catfish! I want my ivory tower, with my low-scrolled couch with wheels. And Arrogance to recline lazily at my side. Oh, to be a working woman: 'tis a blessing and a curse!

Not that I'm complaining! ;)

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