Tuesday, May 23, 2006

"Telework" sounds so Orwellian

Having spent the weekend assembling Ikea office furniture, I was ready for my first day of telecommuting. I spent the first 2 hours of my day waiting for the IT guy to show up, only to find out that he'd been given the wrong date. Without access to the company network, I spent the majority of the day attempting to read background articles, though I was frequently interrupted by the dog's demands to be alternately let in and out of the house. I did spend the day at my desk, resisting the urge to read on the couch (mainly because I was sure I would have fallen asleep).

The day was capped off by an account status call during which my coworkers were soundly put in their place by some really bitchy clients. They talked to us as if we were in the principal's office with our parents after being caught behind the school with the burnouts--that cool, calm tone with a not-so-subtle undercurrent of disgust and disappointment. I am going to love working on this account, I can just tell...

Day 2 is starting out just like day 1--waiting for servicepeople to arrive. The IT guy is supposed to be here at 9; the phone guy anytime before noon. The majority of my afternoon was going to be spent on a phone call, but it was cancelled so I'll have to find something else to do. I have a project but am frankly not quite sure what exactly it is I'm supposed to do with it. Perhaps I should find out...

3 comments:

karaokekitty17 said...

Good luck in your new journey!!! We'll do lunch - soon!

Lever said...

LMAO... I love it when, in the company of professionals, there's that realisation that it's all bullshit and YOU are the pro! LOL

Sock it to 'em ;)

BeckyBumbleFuck said...

eeek. Love those kinds of phone calls.