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Apr. 25th, 2012 10:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cblj_backupOH MY GOD DEATH BY A THOUSAND PAPERCUTS
I have spent all morning handling the kind of horrible tiny details that are at once both seemingly insignificant, hugely time-consuming, and vital to the continued wellbeing of my ducklings. Also I had to go to the Administrative Professionals' Day breakfast, which was nice enough, but I'm glad I didn't have to stay for STRENGTHFINDER! training. I have found my strengths. I don't think they want to hear about my amazing ability to write porn about people from the TV.
But because of all that, and because of the luncheon I'm catering (well, I say I'm catering it, truth is a local Mexican place is catering it, I'm just the Mexican Liaison) and because of the research work I got assigned this morning, I have not had a chance to even look at the last Dead Isle chapter or post the new one. I will do that this evening.
While I was writing that last sentence, three people came to talk to me about papercut issues. Not actual papercuts, metaphorical papercuts, but you get my meaning. I am metaphorically kick-flipping all the hell over the office solving crimes and taking names. (And office supply orders. And food orders for next week's lunch.)
I have spent all morning handling the kind of horrible tiny details that are at once both seemingly insignificant, hugely time-consuming, and vital to the continued wellbeing of my ducklings. Also I had to go to the Administrative Professionals' Day breakfast, which was nice enough, but I'm glad I didn't have to stay for STRENGTHFINDER! training. I have found my strengths. I don't think they want to hear about my amazing ability to write porn about people from the TV.
But because of all that, and because of the luncheon I'm catering (well, I say I'm catering it, truth is a local Mexican place is catering it, I'm just the Mexican Liaison) and because of the research work I got assigned this morning, I have not had a chance to even look at the last Dead Isle chapter or post the new one. I will do that this evening.
While I was writing that last sentence, three people came to talk to me about papercut issues. Not actual papercuts, metaphorical papercuts, but you get my meaning. I am metaphorically kick-flipping all the hell over the office solving crimes and taking names. (And office supply orders. And food orders for next week's lunch.)
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Date: 2012-04-25 04:00 pm (UTC)I am the go-to person for any computer problem; if it's to complex for me, I call our Tech Geek, who diagnoses from there.
I am also the one who puts toner in the copier (WITHOUT getting it all over myself!) and finds all the fiddly bits of paper when it jams. I do the same thing with the fax machine, and at least do the paper-jam parts with the printers. A couple of weeks ago, when we had been short-staffed for the better part of a month, I did the regular supply run, to get paper towels, coffee, pop, hand soap, and all the other odds & ends one needs from the grocery store. And I'm the backup to the backup to the backup for the courthouse run and the post office run, if need be.