My Little Eye

Tales of a Whippersnapper

Whereby Rosa Makes Cakes
My Little Eye
I am cake obsessed! And my cakes are pretty. I won't spam with pictures here, but if you want to look I have a shiny new cake blog over here, with some pretty cakes and some novel cakes. And so I am selling my cakes for Christmas, so if you want to buy or know people who might, talk to me, for I will be unemployed and up to my elbows in chocolate (I bought 15kg of compound chocolate last night, such awesomeness!). Om nom nom nom!

I don't have a job anymore!
My Little Eye
So, I've quit my job... Actually, I did that two weeks ago, but had to give a month's notice, and they were going to try to keep me by offering me a different role.

Over the last couple of months they've;
- changed my reporting line, so instead of being relatively independant and having the opportunity to use my initiative and actually achieve things I am now micromanaged, which wastes my time (and tha manager's presumably, although perhaps she doesn't have enough to do herself)
- relocated my office, doubling the length of my commute, which I do by bike, rain or shine, despite the fact that my role was more relevant to the department I was previously situated in than to anyone else in the entire organisation
- failed to tell me the move was happening until three days before it happened, during my exams, meaning I found out last thing on Monday, and the next working day for me was moving day
- claimed that these changes would not affect the job I do, then changed my job description without consent to a position of lesser standing
- claimed that despite the changed job description the job itself would not change, then shift various responsibilities away from me, leaving me as a drone
- failed to tell me that various projects I've been working on are being dealt with (i.e. duplicated) by other people
- spent over a month considering my request for a pay rise (which would have brought me up to (or closer to) market rates for what I do, and perhaps mitigated the complete lack of pay increases over the last two years) and never actually came back to me with a yay or nay, despite constant pestering (quite clever, actually, because my lack of resignation was basically hinging on hope)
- spent considerable time trying to convince me not to resign, because "I am valuable" - I said that I would happily consider staying, but only if they gave me more money

So, because I didn't resign before the summer break began I'm unlikely to find an actual summer job. However, if you know anyone who would like a temporary staff member with a broad office experience base to work anytime between the 17th of December and the 15th of February do feel free to let me know. Heck, I'll even take babysitting if it comes to that!

(I can survive without work, hence the resigning-based-on-mental-health without security of another job, but my mortgage won't thank me if I live off it all summer long)

But everyone else was doing it...
My Little Eye
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

Or something.

Blatant promoting.
My Little Eye
If you think you need an incentive to help you eat healthily (because I sure do!) here is your forum; food diary community; post all your foods for each day here, critique yourself, and help encourage other bloggers to stick to the good food.

Feel free to join if you want to play, and pass it on to anyone else who you think might be vaguely interested (although they'll need an LJ account to post).

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My Little Eye
Dear Rosa,
I ____ you.
You have a nice ______.
You make me _______.
You should _______.
Someday I will ______.
You + me = ________.
If I saw you now I'd __________.
I want to ________ you.
I would build a _______ just for you.
If I could sing you any song it would be _________.
We could __________ under the stars.
(P.S. ______________.)

Go on... You know you want to!

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My Little Eye
Rosa needs a new userpic or three. This one is, I fear, a little old and tired. At least three years old, possibly more. Does anyone want to tell me what would be a good Rosapic? Or even make one for me? If not, well, maybe I'll just go sit in my corner and rock.

Weekend of Awesome
My Little Eye
Such a fantastic weekend!

On Friday after work I went to hire a costume, failed but ended up having souvlaki with Mum in town. Mmm, souvlaki! I made it home in time to squeeze a very quick shower in before our random Ballroom class. That was also good; some of our guys are amazingly quick at picking up dances! Then the boy and I went to Scared Scriptless; the first time I've been in ages and his first time ever, and it was great! Yay for mattmatt who was MCing.

On Saturday morning I suceeded in hiring the apparel I was after, and then boy and I had a quick picnic (sort of) in the hidden community gardens at uni, which was interesting. Then home to make a pot-luck dish (pita pockets with hummus, pesto, mixed leaves, camembert, cherry tomatoes and olives), and to get prettied up for... The Sparkle Dazzle Dance! It was a Ballroom dance in Diamond Harbour, with a ferry trip over to the venue, a pot-luck tea, then lots of dancing. I was stunningly attired in full Ballroom regalia; an apricot dress encrusted with rhinestones and sequins, with the best ever skirt for spinning, feather trim, and even long dangly pleated bits.

The dancing was great, lots of swishing around the floor (the dress helped, of course!), and some really fun "progressive barndances", which none of us had ever done before but were easy enough to do that we were easily able to join in. So good! When we were done dancing we hobbled back down the road to the ferry and cruised across the harbour again. So good!

On Sunday one of my schoolfriends and I caught the puttering bus out to Rangiora, where we spent the day lounging around catching up with a couple of other friends and enjoying the sunshine. We had fish and chips (or chips, anyway) for tea by a river at Amberley, with a precarious ride on a little 4WD buggy thing to get there and back. I got back into town about 9pm and the boy came over to watch a movie (The Insider - reasonably good, although slightly annoying in places and a bit too long for my short attention span).

Mmmmmmmmmmmm, weekendy goodness. Now, just four-and-a-bit more working days until the next one...

Because I'm a bit bored.
My Little Eye
I'm sitting in the poxy underground training room, in between training sessions. It's terribly thrilling; the same spiel three or four times a day, the same horrible questions about the capabilities the system should have but doesn't that we've been asking our system admin people for months, the same reluctance to embrace change (come on, people, you have to change anyway, make it easier for yourselves!). I actually quite enjoy the training element, but teaching people who don't want to learn is the worst. It makes my training poor, as I try not to bore them and in the process forget important steps, and the know-it-all sitting in the corner with the attitude you can smell destroys the positive learning atmosphere for everyone else.

Other than the grumps, though, I'm rather enjoying this. Although work is super busy I'm rather enjoying the challenges it presents. Maybe I am just a power maniac, but I love being able to tell people who ring me what button to press to make the system do what they want it to, and even if I pretend it's a hassle it's fun gaining remote access and pointing at things on a troubled user's machine from the safety of my office. And most of all I love pulling user statistics at the end of the day and seeing what an impact we're making on the workload of the Supply department.

The academic year is beginning to wind to a close, so that's good; I love all the dance club stuff, as much as I grumble, but it's still nice to have a bit of a break... And after the AGM next week there shouldn't be anything much to organise until early next year.

That is all!

My Little Eye
So, um, I had a few desperate moments this morning searching through my wardrobe for high-necked work tops. I don't think I'm supposed to have that problem at my age...

*is very sheepish*

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My Little Eye
Just got home... Late night randomness is awesome. Must sleep now. Gah!