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The career development course continues to be interesting. Yesterday was mostly about skills, which is what you get hired for, and how skills often have nothing to do with what you like doing, and how to figure out how much of that disparity you can live with. In my particular situation, the next step up (which I won't be looking to take for at least two years, probably longer) is to become management for somebody. I don't want to manage people, partly because I don't know how. So I'll have to learn how, but at least now I know that. I also know I'm an excellent second banana if somebody else wants to be in charge, so I'll have to get used to being in charge (well, sort of. There's always another layer of management.). But I realized that the distinction between "working with" and "working for" is important to me too. So if I could get into management by learning some management skills and then being the manager of one person, I might be able to stand it. Throw me in charge of a five-person team tomorrow and it would be a disaster.
Speaking of disasters, I gave up. I'm having a bad shoulder day anyway and when I sneezed this morning and it didn't like that at all, I decided to go to the doctor (on Monday morning, apparently). I'm tired of knowing it's going to hurt to do necessary things like putting on sweaters, and I'm really tired of not knowing what else is suddenly going to hurt. I just hope it doesn't take a week, a GP appointment, an orthopedist appointment and an x-ray appointment to tell me they can't actually see anything wrong, because I know there's something going on in there; I just don't know exactly what it is.
On the subject of things being wrong, I put my hand on the front door at work today and the fire alarm went off. Timing is everything. Fortunately I was already equipped with coffee at that point, and had brought my best umbrella (the one that's wide enough to keep both of my elbows dry, and doesn't leak), so 20 minutes standing outdoors drinking coffee wasn't so bad.
Speaking of disasters, I gave up. I'm having a bad shoulder day anyway and when I sneezed this morning and it didn't like that at all, I decided to go to the doctor (on Monday morning, apparently). I'm tired of knowing it's going to hurt to do necessary things like putting on sweaters, and I'm really tired of not knowing what else is suddenly going to hurt. I just hope it doesn't take a week, a GP appointment, an orthopedist appointment and an x-ray appointment to tell me they can't actually see anything wrong, because I know there's something going on in there; I just don't know exactly what it is.
On the subject of things being wrong, I put my hand on the front door at work today and the fire alarm went off. Timing is everything. Fortunately I was already equipped with coffee at that point, and had brought my best umbrella (the one that's wide enough to keep both of my elbows dry, and doesn't leak), so 20 minutes standing outdoors drinking coffee wasn't so bad.