Friday, May 31, 2013

All work and no play . . . you know the story.

It's amazing the things you think about after you start a full-time job. In 29 years of marriage, I have never worked outside my home, unless you count the two years I took all my kids to help me do the church cleaning and worked them like rented mules.

But this week I started a real, bona-fide, get-up-and-go-to-the-office kind of job.

I'm exhausted.

The short story is that I am an editor for a translation firm. I'm the only one there who is not at least bilingual, and they all speak with some kind of accent. When discussions get heated, they revert to French because, presumably, it's faster. That's when I bury my face in my computer and press on. They know if they want my attention they have to speak English.

Anyway, I've had a few thoughts this week, when I wasn't busy editing an article about the invention of the guillotine. (I'm not even kidding. We translated and edited a piece that pondered whether the brain still has awareness of pain when it is severed from the body, and whether the body feels pain when the brain is severed from it. This article will at some point be available at Cairn.info . I'll let you know when the English version is up.)

Here are my thoughts, in no particular order:

1. Weekends are wonderful, but not for sleeping. It's because this is the first chance I have to catch up on all the stuff I used to do during the week.

2. Two monitors side by side are the bomb-diggity. Why did I never know about this before?

3. It's no fun when the office AC goes out.

4. I can't wait to NOT wear a dress tomorrow. I'm spending the weekend in gym shorts and a tank top.

5. Pete is not happy with the new schedule.

6. City water is nasty. I'm taking water from home from now on.

7. After using a Mac for four years, I had a little trouble remembering how things work on a PC. After using the PC for four days, I can't remember how to use my Mac. 

8. If you punch the wrong code in the security system, the alarm goes off, the security company calls the boss at home, and the police only show up the first two times it happens. After that, you're on your own.

9. It's 9:21 pm and that's past my new bedtime.

G'night.




1 comment:

Jen's Busy Days said...

Congrats on the job. Hope you get the kinks ironed out soon.

Oh, and English question for you. ..does the ue at the end of cue sound different to ue at the end of blue? I am trying a new phonics program from the US and thought I would ask.

Best wishes
Jen in Oz