-We were sitting in the chapel before sacrament meeting when I hear a five year old run in, shouting at his nine-ish year old brother, "Joseph.... Joseph....you didn't hold the door for me! You're supposed to be a gentleman!"
-Jimmy was having a really hard time sitting still in sharing time a few weeks ago. He was turning about the room, pretending to shoot people with a pump action shotgun. Our conversation went something like this:
"Jimmy, can you be reverent?....Jimmy, what are you supposed to be thinking about?"
"Um...Jesus?"
"Yes, is this helping you to think about Jesus?"
A pause, "...No."
"Why don't we work on being reverent so we can think about Jesus."
"But...but...I won't be able to shoot in heaven, so I have to do it now!"
"Hmmm....." (hiding a smile) "Well why don't we practice for heaven then."
I then told him if he was really reverent he could put the role under the door. I've never seen him sit so quietly.
-I made a primary behavior clip chart for my class since they were having so much trouble being reverent. I've never seen them act so angelically. I was so proud of them. Of course, the novelty will wear off quickly, but if we can just make it through the primary program...
This week's craziness made up for last week being relaxed. I barely had time to eat. These are some of the things that I did this week:
- Get permission to ignore someone's 'emergencies' until I'm told to go ahead with the work by my HR supervisors.
- Deliver more mail. ; /
- Give someone the numbers from a spreadsheet that they have access to as well as weekly reminders to fill out...
- Have a fight with a job code. I lost.
- Go on a donut run for my supervisor stuck in a long meeting. Better her than me. Plus, I still got a donut without having to suffer to earn it.
- Leave my printout on the printer overnight twice in one week.
- Give an armadillo load of people building access because they keep moving!
- Process an elephant load of electronic 'paperwork.' (For those of you who are wondering, according to the Mandy-Camille Dictionary, this is huge, way more than an armadillo load or a boatload).
- Make an e-mail distribution list for all of our ESG temp employees. This took forever!
- Be patient with managers who nag me about an assignment that only got to me two hours ago.
- Hunt down mis-categorized employees.
- Nearly miss my exit because my audiobook was so good.
- Run errands.
- Deliver more batteries to the North Office Building. I don't know what they use them for, but they sure go through a lot. (My poor purse. Some women carry makeup and keys. I carry stickers and bandaids for emergencies, a laptop charger, batteries, and my lunch.)
- Deliver 6 packs of dry erase markers to the North Office Building...to the same person that needed the batteries.
- Man the phones by myself. Four phones are four too many for someone who doesn't even answer her own phone.
- Set up a WebEx conference meeting, kinda. I needed a lot of help because once we got one thing to work then something else would go wrong. I now know why people complain about attending video conferences. They're even worse to host.
- Get asked more questions I don't know the answer to. I want to have an automatic e-mail response that says "Sister Ward doesn't know!" You remember President Nelson's talk where he says "Ask the missionaries! They can help you!" This is one case where it does not apply! I know I answer the help line. I know I am the HR assistant. It just means I go and ask someone else. Why would I know who to talk to if your phone isn't working?
- Try a dessert from New Zealand. This one is like merengue, melts in your mouth, and takes over 24 hours to make. Crazy.
- Get a bishop clearance. They've all been easy since the first one that got mad at me. Of course, it just had to be the first time I made one of those calls.
- Unsuccessfully hide from managers to eat my lunch.
In other news, Ringo learned to do a headstand! Okay, not really. We were playing the game where we throw frozen peas across the kitchen to watch him scramble after them. One went off the step into the living room and he overshot. His stubby hind quarters came after the rest of him and just hung in the air for a few seconds while his legs flailed around helplessly above his head. He doesn't like to have his paws off the ground, but we found it hilarious.
That's it for this week. I love you all,
Sister Ward