Today's Events, and a Note
First, the note:
I mentioned yesterday that I thought I knew what the problem was with OS X's slow loading of network shares. I've been reading some stuff online, and in addition to OS X's finder being really slow when browsing large directorys, OS X's built-in FTP implementation is really, really slow. So if they're using FTP to connect to their network browsers, that would be an additional source of slowness (OS X's usage of Samba isn't quite up to speed, but it apparently isn't as bad as its FTP). It is interesting to note that working from the command-line interface doesn't have this same problem. I don't expect the color people to start learning UNIX commands anytime soon, though, so I suppose they are stuck with the slowness. I still haven't talked to the color guys about working from the desktop, though
I am being slowly driven insane by the CSR that I am working beside. I have my own desk, computer, phone, etc... but I am working somewhat under her, as she keeps giving me paperwork to do. Not that I particularly mind, as most of last week was spent wishing I had something to do, to contribute. Now I am helping out, even though it is often the absolute most munndane stuff she can find. When she doesn't have any jobs to enter into the computer, or job folders/jackets to label, or small errands to run, then I venture out and ask the other CSRs if they have any work for me to do. I feel guilty sitting there and using Company time to research what computer parts I am going to buy at the end of the summer. ANYHOW, the annoying CSR. We will call her M. M feels that it is a good idea to blurt out whatever pops into her head, which is usually monosyllabic nonsense words, such as "cool", "shoot", and "ding-dangit." While the first two aren't really nonsense words for most people, they are in her case, as she says them in reaction to everything. She walks by my desk. "Cool." She gives me a stack of folders. "Cool." She sits down. "Cool." Something bad happens."shootshootshootshootshootshootshoot." Nothing new happens, but the bad stuff hasnt been fixed 45 seconds later: "shootshootshootshootshootshootshootshoot." Something new bad happens: "ding-dangit!" Rinse, repeat, for 9 hours every day. Also, when I ask her a question, she feels the need to explain it 5 times, but rewording it slightly each time. Which might be helpful is she was describing how to perform open-heart surgery. But instead, she is describing where she wants some folders to go, or how to imput them in the computer.
I guess what I am trying to say is that I am really frustrated so far with this internship. In lab, I felt like pretty hot shit because almost eveyrone (even TAs) came to me with questions, and I would be able to either answer them, or figure them out pretty quickly, or at least be helpful in some way. I was the go-to guy for a lot of prepress stuff. Now, however, all of my talents are unutilized. Now, I never imagined interning to be glamarous, and I am indeed very lucky not to be working at a plant that would have me move stacks of paper around for 8 hours a day. It is just that the internship was presented, sold almost, as this wonderful package, where I would get to utilize my computer and technical knowledge, and use it to help other people understand the new system. I would basically be able to continue what I do, and enjoy doing, in lab: help other people, and learn through doing it. I thought this would be a great way to learn, and to be appreciated. So I suppose I am saying that I'm not feeling loved, not being used anywhere near my full capabilities, not being respected for my ability to "add value" to my workplace, when I thought I would be. I wanted to Make A Difference. Or Be All I Could Be. Or something to that effect.
Ah well.
I mentioned yesterday that I thought I knew what the problem was with OS X's slow loading of network shares. I've been reading some stuff online, and in addition to OS X's finder being really slow when browsing large directorys, OS X's built-in FTP implementation is really, really slow. So if they're using FTP to connect to their network browsers, that would be an additional source of slowness (OS X's usage of Samba isn't quite up to speed, but it apparently isn't as bad as its FTP). It is interesting to note that working from the command-line interface doesn't have this same problem. I don't expect the color people to start learning UNIX commands anytime soon, though, so I suppose they are stuck with the slowness. I still haven't talked to the color guys about working from the desktop, though
I am being slowly driven insane by the CSR that I am working beside. I have my own desk, computer, phone, etc... but I am working somewhat under her, as she keeps giving me paperwork to do. Not that I particularly mind, as most of last week was spent wishing I had something to do, to contribute. Now I am helping out, even though it is often the absolute most munndane stuff she can find. When she doesn't have any jobs to enter into the computer, or job folders/jackets to label, or small errands to run, then I venture out and ask the other CSRs if they have any work for me to do. I feel guilty sitting there and using Company time to research what computer parts I am going to buy at the end of the summer. ANYHOW, the annoying CSR. We will call her M. M feels that it is a good idea to blurt out whatever pops into her head, which is usually monosyllabic nonsense words, such as "cool", "shoot", and "ding-dangit." While the first two aren't really nonsense words for most people, they are in her case, as she says them in reaction to everything. She walks by my desk. "Cool." She gives me a stack of folders. "Cool." She sits down. "Cool." Something bad happens."shootshootshootshootshootshootshoot." Nothing new happens, but the bad stuff hasnt been fixed 45 seconds later: "shootshootshootshootshootshootshootshoot." Something new bad happens: "ding-dangit!" Rinse, repeat, for 9 hours every day. Also, when I ask her a question, she feels the need to explain it 5 times, but rewording it slightly each time. Which might be helpful is she was describing how to perform open-heart surgery. But instead, she is describing where she wants some folders to go, or how to imput them in the computer.
I guess what I am trying to say is that I am really frustrated so far with this internship. In lab, I felt like pretty hot shit because almost eveyrone (even TAs) came to me with questions, and I would be able to either answer them, or figure them out pretty quickly, or at least be helpful in some way. I was the go-to guy for a lot of prepress stuff. Now, however, all of my talents are unutilized. Now, I never imagined interning to be glamarous, and I am indeed very lucky not to be working at a plant that would have me move stacks of paper around for 8 hours a day. It is just that the internship was presented, sold almost, as this wonderful package, where I would get to utilize my computer and technical knowledge, and use it to help other people understand the new system. I would basically be able to continue what I do, and enjoy doing, in lab: help other people, and learn through doing it. I thought this would be a great way to learn, and to be appreciated. So I suppose I am saying that I'm not feeling loved, not being used anywhere near my full capabilities, not being respected for my ability to "add value" to my workplace, when I thought I would be. I wanted to Make A Difference. Or Be All I Could Be. Or something to that effect.
Ah well.
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