Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Uninspired Post Title

Hello, August, it's good to see you. It's unusual for me to be so happy to see a month I'm even more eager to see the end of, but life is funny that way. Towards the end of this month I'll give notice at my job; then shortly afterwards it'll be September, and September is getting so, so close. The last week of September and all of October are going to be wall-to-wall awesomeness 24-7. I'll be exhausted even before I get to the holidays. And the only thing standing between me and the most awesome month ever is August.

Let's see, what was I doing this time last year? I wonder what insight the archives might hold?

The downside is, August is going to be a pain in the ass. It's stinking fucking hot, I have a little too much to do, and the only "leisure" time I get is spent sitting in a windowless, fluorescent-lit office listening to inane conversation. This is because I do exactly fuck-all at my job.

For example, today is the one day when I have actual duties to perform. At the beginning of each month, I do metrics and some assorted spreadsheet updates, which take me all of two hours to complete when I've got the data I need. The problem is getting the data -- for some reason, I still don't have direct access to it, so I have to wait for other people to give it to me. And they all have better things to do, so I always end up sitting around waiting. Which is pretty much what I do every other day, but still. In a few hours I'll go take minutes at a meeting. Woot. All in, I probably do about five hours of actual work a week, out of the twenty I sit in this office. And it's not that I won't work, it's just that I don't have anything to do. The work I do could be easily done by one of the people already working in this space, since they already have a lot of downtime. I'm a totally superfluous employee.

Not that it matters to me, really -- like I said, I don't plan on being around much longer in any case. But it still kind of hurts to see a charity-funded organization blowing money on employees it doesn't need, even if I'm the short-term beneficiary of their excessive largesse. We have a new guy in charge of our department, and he seems keen on cutting away some of the fat in the department, which it badly needs -- it's not even a question of cutting staff, it's just mopping up some of the obvious waste. And I definitely count my job as "obvious waste." So seeing as I don't plan on staying here, and seeing as my job is basically 20 hours per week of boredom punctuated by occasional busywork, should I take the initiative and quietly tell Mr. New Boss that my departure would be a good chance to save some funds? Or should I just keep my damn yap shut and not ruin it for the next person?

I know, I know -- she complains when she has a job where she has to do stuff all the time, and she complains when she has a job where she doesn't have anything to do at all. There's just no pleasing some people, I should be glad I've got it, etc. etc. And it does give me some time to study -- I want to get this A+ thing over with as soon as I can, and I'm getting pretty close to being ready. The networking and security sections are giving me some trouble, and I really don't understand why it's so fucking important that I know by heart what sockets fit which processors. Like I couldn't just look that up if it ever arose in my working life? But I can handle it -- I'm good at this sort of shit. And for all intents and purposes I'm being paid by the hour to study. It could be worse, I know, and it has been, and it doubtless will be again. In a few months you'll probably be reading a post bitching about all three of my boring, shitty jobs. Feel free to slap me a few times, I probably need it (to help me stay awake.)

All I really want is to get paid to do the stuff I'm doing most evenings after this job -- editing. I'm doing it for free now; imagine getting paid for it.

And the edit for the Teacher Corps film is creeping along. Capturing and logging these tapes is slow and often tedious, but it'll make things easier in the long run. The part I'm not looking forward to is rendering -- you see, every bit of footage I capture has to be rendered before I can really use it. But rendering, on the ponderous old G4 I'm using, goes at about half of real-time, so it takes twice as long again as capturing and logging. So for every hour of footage I've shot, I have to spend three hours preparing it before I can even start actually editing. At least during the capture I can review and take notes; during the render I'll just be sitting around -- just like at work. Yay.

The good news is that so far all the footage looks pretty good. I get the occasional bit of mic noise, but miraculously it mostly occurs over junk footage, and most of the good bits are clear. And every little problem and mistake I vaguely remembered from the shoot has turned out to be grossly exagerrated in my mind. Like the time I forgot to start recording until my very first quick interview with a guy who turned out to be one of my main subjects was almost over -- turns out, I actually forgot to hit record on a different interview entirely, with someone who won't even appear in the film. So all my worries have been resolved one by one, and the rest I'll figure out in the edit. My hope is to get a trailer-type thingy done for them before I leave, so they have something to see, and to take some of the pressure off of me while I turn my life inside out.

So that's my life -- boring job, studying, editing, getting ready to move, and pacing off the days until September. So you know where to find me if you need me.
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