I am writing this at a time that I would normally be driving to work. I can't get over this feeling that I am going to be late! I should have left the house 17 minutes ago....but my "work" is now just down the hall! Today is my first day being a "Home agent". After several hours of much cussing and crying last night, I Finley got the computer and phone equipment set up. They did give us a 6 hour training course that briefly skimmed over how to hook it up and use it....but it was not as easy as they made it sound. And thanks to a computer person with no common sense, we were given directions in "tech talk" that totally confused most of us!
I guess I will find out in a bit if I truly have it all hooked up right....if no calls come in I willo know I did something wrong.......Now I am taking my shoeless, sweat pant & sweat shirt wearing self to work! It feels good to wear comfortable cloths and no shoes!!!!!!!!
Good grief ... I leave you guys alone for a minute and ya all go crazy on me ... heehee
Ok ... maybe not crazy ... but close enough. I hear there is a new blog (that I just have to be part of) that has to do with TROLLS (goody goody ... can I have fun with them?) and I hear the present one is some little brat names Ken ... or is it Patrick ... either way ... neither one is probably the little twerps name (they're usually too chicken s*** to show who they really are anyway).
I hear he thinks he is a know-it-all and an expert on "liberals" ... considers himself to be a "conservative" ... and has the ability to to play GOD and decide whether a person actually feels enough pain and has suffered enough for his approval to allow them to exist in his universe. Kid ... you are nothing and have nooooooo idea who any of these people are you have tried to "influence" with your insecure little triads of unintelligent blabber. Some of the ones you have called "liberals" are actually conservatives who enjoy the intellectual conversations and debates with the ones who are the liberals ... some are those who are "middle-of -the-road" ... but all are friends, some new and others have been friends for years.
So ... before you infiltrate your obvious ineptness into conversations you know nothing about ... with people you know nothing about ... maybe you should stop to think ... before you stick your foot so far into your mouth ... it comes out the other end.
If you just want to meet people and be friends ... we're really nice people who used to be strangers ... until we became friends who respect each others' point of view.
With that said ... if i have no more gremlins to play with my internal parts (cyber and physical ... the mental was lost a loooong time ago ... heehee), I might be able to stick around a while.
I sure have missed everyone ... :D *HUGS*
I feel like the circus puppy. You know.... the little dog that jumps through hoops just to get a few scraps for a reward.
Well, I jumped through all the hoops master put before me and came out the other end as a "Home Agent"!
I just got the news today from our call center manager that my Internet is good enough and the space I have in my home is acceptable for the work space I need. Two more hoops jumped through.
I'm still a bit nervous about this. They haven't really told us much about how this works. I just found out today that the equipment they are supplying me with will use our phone line. Unfortunately it also means if that is the only phone line we have, no one can use it while I am working, not even when I am on break! I guess once I log into the company system from my home it locks my phone line to them and stays that way until I log off.
So now we are looking into getting a second phone line. Our cell phone service out here in the boondocks isn't that reliable. I would like to know there is a way for some one to call in or out in case of an emergency. That and a reliable phone for hubby to use to keep in touch with his employer. He still doesn't have steady enough work to have a daily schedule. He still has to call in to see if they have work for him or not. I would hate to have him miss out on work, just because they can't call him or because or cell phone didn't have a good enough signal.
I just hope it doesn't cost to much. I would hate to spend all the gas money I am going to save on paying for a second phone line!
I also hope the equipment is easy to set up. They are not sending an IT person along with the equipment. It sounds like we are going to get the stuff Wednesday and have to hook it up ourselves. Then it's work as usual on Thursday!
They are giving us a 6 hour training course on Wednesday and then sending us home!
A few of my coworkers that are also going to be Home agents started bringing home some of their personal belongings from there desks today. It was kind of funny to watch. One lady was hauling out her 2nd box of crap as I was leaving today. As I stopped to hold the door for her she asked why I wasn't bringing anything home yet. All I could do was smile and tell her "I don't have anything except a picture of my dogs, I cup I use for water and a pen!".....I just work here...I don't live here!"
It's going to seem really wierd not seeing these people 5 days a week any more.
The accomplished Alaskan governor can gaze into the face of tiny Trig and inherently know that she still has much to learn, even from her little guy. Meanwhile, her less accomplished critics gaze mostly into TV cameras (and mirrors) and have convinced themselves that they already know it all.
Well gosh darn. Who is right? (Complete article here)
Every year the call center I work for hires on extra help for the Christmas season. The positions are mostly temporary with a few of the positions turning to to temporary employment after the winter holidays are over. This year they projected to need almost three times as many temporary employees as last Christmas. That means they have hired on almost 70 new people in just the past 6 weeks!
All the new hires means, they all need a place to sit and work, they all need desks and phones and chairs.......More then our little call canter building can hold. We are busting at the seams.
The company also had a very small portion of our call center in the Northern part of our state. It was a very rural area and not much population so it was hard to get and keep employees. So they announced earlier this summer that our northern call center was closing and the customer service reps were going to be working from thier homes. About 20 of them were part of a pilot program to see if the kind of Customer service work we do could be done from home.
There project was a success and now our branch has decided to relieve some of the crowded conditions we are working in by turning a few select employees into "home agents".
We were all told this was going to happen in early July. I have been thinking about how working from home would help out in so many ways since that day.
Not having to drive to/from work during a crappy Minnesota snowy winter.... Being able to be home while a fire is burning in the wood stove, (if you have all elctric heat, you know how much $ that can save!) ... Not having to spend $40 a week to put gas in the van to get to work. .....No more 1 hour each way drive time to add on during the already mandatory 10 hour work days!
I wanted to get one of those Home agent positions when the became available!
Last Thursday the company announced they would be making only 11 Home Agent positions available. The call center manager told us she would be hand delivering the letters to the employees that are choosen for these jobs.......My heart sank. We have more then 100 employees to choose from. Many of them have been with the company since it re-opened in 2002. I have only worked there since last year. Technicly I have not even been employed with them a full year. I was hired as a temp and only official became a company person this past March.
I was sure I didn't stand a chance.
Today at 12:15 pm. The call center manager handed me a folded peace of paper. I opened it and saw "Congratulations! You have been choosen for a Home Agent position. Our desicion was based on your work performance and abilty to work independently.........
WooHoo!
Now I just have to fill out a questionare and hope the house/phone/computer...part of this all qualifies!
One hurdled jumped!
Get ready for winter the circus
the circus is harvested and plowed under
weather is over and so is talk
rain and dew do nothing now but
make you put on your boots and walk
nowhere to go but where you've been
working since march to bring it in
it's all picked
it's all bottled
it's all ready to chew on
and savor
savor another wise winter.
Get ready for winter it's coming
get ready it's coming with full force
get ready with full stores in storage
ready with full closets of clothes
winter is coming get ready and think
about long hours around the fire
think about what stories you will tell
to stay warm
to keep courage
to remember the summer
to be
to be another winter wiser.
Get ready for winter invevitable
several times in a productive life
the winter of stubborn self-centeredness
winter like staying at the beach til dark
even after there is no real reason
to be there except you are there
and you cannot move you cannot share
your present with
any of those other
instrusive times you
cannot
get up and go anywhere.
Get ready for winter it's coming
get ready for days shorter than thoughts
shorter than what it takes to recharge
sit back in the chair and take pot shots
at all the unreasonable reasons
you are where you are this season
and will be where you will be in spring
stay warm
keep courage
remember the summer
and be
and be another winter wiser.
E / / / A6 / / / Gm7 / / / A / / /
G13 / Gm7 / A / / / E / / /
A6 / Abm7 / G6 / F#7 /
A6 / Abm7 / G6 / F#7 /
Bb7 / E7 / Abm7 / G6 /
Bb7 / E7 / Abm7 / G6 /
Bm7 / / / Bb6 / / /
B6 / / /
Bb6 / / /
D9 / / /
Abm7 / / /
A7/G / / /
F7 / / /
around my birthday 2009
West Barnstable
If again hardly same
if turned over dug
no if like the worked on
worked over uncovered
re-padded sharp snag.
Happy in hazard in purpose
dress up step ahead
vital rampart foot friendly
dress dutifully under smiles
been before mind read.
How does a small bird or fish
decide between treat and death
circle nod try repeat
wary change sense drama
get over healthy dread.
This is not children's music
no children's easy ideas
hero heroine consumed long
ago so ago kids grown
now hours deepen please.
Third fourth fifth time
scan the sky see your morrow
my morrow too over ocean
this one this lucky first
all thirst no thirst.
If again hardly same
if turned over dug
no if like the worked on
worked over uncovered
re-padded sharp snag.
F#m7 / C#m7 /
G6 / Bb13 /
Cm7 Cm11 Am7 Gm11
Gm11 / / Bb7
E9 Eb9 D9 Gm11
Fm7/Ab / C7/G
Why do I cry why do I cry
at a photograph of some little girl
some stranger with dark eyes like
eyes like a beaded bag of treasured stones
treasures like what makes a little girl
look at you that way out of the past
out of the grays that stand contrasting
that storytell and unfurl
and test vision.
Why the bangingly generous reminder
it brought the back back it is a must must
why the delicate inseparability
why the so harshly demanded cliche
a liquor distilled from weeds and coriander
the whole long wall of suspects grimaces
unrecognizable in new pants
spilled with visions.
There is no singular
no too particular
hallucinatory air
I see an inch a mile
less now that I wonder
what is behind seeing
a lickitisplit pile
all of it on its way
to being plowed under.
Why do we weep why do we weep
around the bend slightly finger-smudged
estranged about the approaching
newness and thinnness and sparseness
the hungers we cross into at lights out
the pastels we blend into in contact
with the grays highlighted and stabbed
with visions.
Why does he sigh why does he sigh
he was deviant in articulating too fast
the cantankerousness that out of his past
came bubbling came striving against itself
that made sense to tomorrow and no one else
when he sighs the women line up to judge
like a dollar bill he's been through too much
fancy vision.
There is no singular
no too particular
hallucinatory air
I see an inch a mile
less now that I wonder
what is behind seeing
a lickitisplit pile
all of it on its way
to being plowed under.
Why the shattering why the tears
why break with what holds hair on head
don't wish don't twist the angry arrow
into an argument poured out of bed
poured like pomegranate juice into tea
poured like yesterday's trouble into whisky
pour me pour me pour me all out
into your vision.
Why contemplate why cogitate
nothing seems to be able to break my word
nothing as loud as the dinner train in Sandwich
loud believes whatever it wants and kisses
the backside of hesitation like a fence
constructed to portray stagecraft
to be as neat as the band you recall
trashing the myth.
There is no singular
no too particular
hallucinatory air
I see an inch a mile
less now that I wonder
what is behind seeing
a lickitisplit pile
all of it on its way
to being plowed under.
Why don't bother why don't you like
scary black on Old County Road tonight
been here before with a guitar in daytime
a bog a track a pond a line of fishermen
fishermen half of which were women
like a birthday they stop a while
to wait until the favorite smile makes
the decision.
It is my birthday it is my birthday
I see mystery in ancient history
couples surround me with stark mindset
sandstone arches falling in millions
of years appearing and distressing
at the back of a restaurant I smell and smell
the life other people think they know
but can't envision.
There is no singular
no too particular
hallucinatory air
I see an inch a mile
less now that I wonder
what is behind seeing
a lickitisplit pile
all of it on its way
to being plowed under.