It's been a month since I've written. There have been developments.
First off, tomorrow is my last day at Music Hall and though it has been physically exhausting, getting to work behind the scenes of the symphony has been extremely rewarding. Henceforth, any symphony, pops, opera, youth symphony, or ballet performance I attend is likely to feature music that I have actually held in my hands and that's a mighty big thought.
Also, there have been developments from former job and Huge Corporation. My manager (who was not my supervisor, the Word Murder) has been keeping me up to date on office drama. The WM has officially LEFT THE BUILDING! She was shuffled of to another site where she is not in charge of managing other people and has very little contact with the public, which is for the best. The president of the contracting firm that I worked for (it is a very complex food chain) is filling in as supervisor in my former office and, if Manager is correct, the corporate overlords may be choosing the next supervisor, as the contractor has, at least in their eyes, thus far displayed a lack of good judgement in hiring managers. If the new permanent supervisor/room manager is who she thinks it will be, she would be a terrific choice.
Also, the department I helped administrate has absolutely gone to shit in my absence. The hens were put in charge of my duties with no real training. Even if there had been attempts to train them, the job requires a level of technological skills (Excel for instance) that they cannot seem to wrap their hopelessly analog heads around, and a certain savvy in dealing with millenials that they will never, ever have. (Seriously, wrangling mommies into completing tasks required for the thing they signed up to do takes some real finesse -- you gotta be bossy without being bitchy.)
The corporate overlords directly in charge of my department, along with my manager (who is also contractor) are appealing to the BIG corporate overlord, who is in charge of all of the departments similar to mine, to request the contractor that I be brought back on board as the lack of my presence seems to be the reason for everything going to shit. (They really seemed to like me while I was there and often told me what a good job I was doing. I understand from Manager that they were quite distraught by the news of my abrupt departure.)
I am a week and a day from my stomach surgery -- the one that, ironically, I planned around the holiday so as not to disrupt the schedule of Huge Corporation. I should be recovered enough by the date they are scheduled to return from the holiday break to resume work, if Contractor decides she would like to have me back. I would be willing now that Word Murder is gone. Jesus I hated that woman. (Always respectful, compliant, and blah blah blah good employee, but I HATED that woman!)
If not, I am sure my agency will be able to find me something. I'm just so tired of the endless string of short-term assignments. One of the reasons for my moving north was to find my Big Girl Job and actually launch a career. I really thought I was headed that direction at Huge Corporation. Temping is NOT a career.
In the meantime, I'm enjoying my new Twitter account, listening to lots of good music, trying to adjust to PHC being The Show Formerly Known As Prairie Home, watching the sex-crimes dominoes fall (Mario Batalli??? Really????). and trying have enough faith in Mueller and humanity in general to keep me from total despair over impending Armageddon at the hands of an orange buffoon.
That, and upping my smoothie game.
Maybe with all the excess down time I will find more time to blog.
