Saturday, May 2, 2009

What a Relief it is...

I did something this week I haven't done in more than a year. I went to work. I found a job posting online for a proofreader and, like most of the other two-hundred-and-something jobs I've looked at in the past year, I applied for it. Unlike the other jobs, I got this one. It seemed funny to me that after searching for more than a year, I applied for, interviewed for, and was offered a job over the span of just a few days. I started this past Monday, working for, um, let's just say a large retailer located here in Northwest Arkansas. The team I work with is proofing packaging changes to certain products, so there's a lot of making sure that the packages and labels match the database and adhere to the company's packaging standards. The work isn't difficult, but it can be tedious and time-consuming. I work with a team of about a half-dozen women, all of whom are funnier and, I fear, infinitely smarter than me (for instance, they would correct that last word to "I"). But they seem to have accepted me as a teammate, and that makes me happy.

The brevity of this post is due to the fact that I'm typing on my wife's laptop, and with my huge hands, it's not unlike watching a monkey type with boxing gloves on. My computer's been in the shop this week. I had gotten it back once, but was unable to reload Windows for some reason (I suspect it has to do with the whole monkey/boxing glove thing), so I took it back and let the professionals do it. That way, I'm free to do other things like, say, eat bananas and work on the speedbag.



MIL said...

Getting a feel for what it is like working for a man with a doctrate in English literature? "IT IS I" instead of "It's me!". I can picture you trying to use a laptop - not happening. I don't see how Mary used one throughout her Master program - and ended up with eyelashes too. MIL