I’ve been neglecting my blog for a while, and for good reason. At work, I’ve been doing damage control for something I have no control over.
I know that we have 5 new faculty members joining CHK and that I’m going to need to get their machines in and running BEFORE the fall semester, which starts August 27.
I submit the paperwork to order these 5 computers on April 2, figuring 4 months in advance for a computer (via Dell) that if ordered on Monday arrives on Friday.
In their FINITE wisdom, purchasing only has one person doing technology orders for the ENTIRE UNIVERSITY. The sit on the paperwork until May 28. Already, 2 months have been wasted.
They order ONE machine. Then do the change order for a total of FIVE machines.
The ONE machine arrives. I’ve been playing phone and email tag since then. The person in purchasing emails GATEWAY about our DELL order.
He (purchasing person) claims to be in contact with Dell on a daily basis because they’re “tracking the order”.
Pardon me where, but what the FCUK? There IS no order to be tracked. If you didn’t make the machines, or ship them, you can’t frickin track them! If you can’t locate them in this long of a period of time (all of June, all of July, and it’s now the 15th of August), maybe you should cut your losses and make new machines!
I’ve been keeping my supervisor up on what’s going on…my next stop will be the President’s office, however. These four (remember, I received ONE of the new machines) faculty members are coming onboard and expecting to prepare for the fall semester with syllabi, handouts, etc. AND. THERE. ARE. NO. COMPUTERS.
I had to raise a major stink (picture me holding a 12 foot skunk up) because $2,000 worth of laptops (read as: our two new machines) had also gone missing from the order. (/ end picture visualization) These laptops mysteriously were delivered by FedEx ground to me on Wednesday — after supposedly being ordered in June.
So, needless to say, with all this and my regular drama at work, I’m to the point where I honestly don’t feel like trying any more. Obviously other people aren’t doing their jobs, and I can’t do their jobs for them, so…
At least I have a paper trail on everything at work.
Then, there’s the home life. Sigh. Mother Nature has decided to go permanently on the rag, I do believe. How so, you ask?
Well, it’s done nothing but rain for the last 19 months (an exaggeration, but not by much). We had Hurricanes Bonnie and Charley blow through. Trying to finally put the house in order … with the rearrangement of furniture for curio cabinets, new shelves, reworking the living room, sending stuff to go to the church for their yard sale (which was supposed to be yesterday but had to be called off because of the weather).
As I said earlier, I was at the theatre last night for a variety show, which was nice. Dinner was served, but … well, not everyone can roast chicken. Let’s just leave it at that.
Today’s church sermons was one of the top 3 that I think I’ve ever heard. The preacher lost a friend to suicide recently, and today’s sermon was “To Justine, Wherever I May Find Her” (A take off of Simon & Garfunkel’s “For Emily, Wherever I May Find Her [later covered by Tori Amos]). A number of the congregants agreed: this was one of the best he’s ever preached.
Why? Because instead of just being a scripted sermon, he interjected HIMSELF into the sermon. He personalized it — don’t get me wrong, the pastor spends time on his sermons to make sure they’re what he wants to say — but by adding this additional human element, he involved the congregation in a non-political way, using the scripture of the Book of Ecclesiastes (later performed by The Byrds as “Turn! Turn! Turn!”) as his springboard.
Way to go!
Then, back home, more work, and my weary head is ready to lay down. But I’m starting to get hungry, so… I guess I still have miles to go before I sleep.
Now you know why blogging has been so light.