No, I didn't quit my job. I am, however, traveling again to hospitals and doing performance improvement consulting. So, the experience is necessarily like starting a completely new profession.
To put it succinctly, I love it. This is really the first time that I have ever felt challenged by (or even interested in) my work. My managers (I'm still figuring out why) give me a ton of responsibility and want to teach me something new at every given turn. I love it, love it, love it.
I never considered myself a datahead. Dataheads are geeky, snarky, socially awkward...right? Wrong. The dataheads in this particular area of my company are some of the most fun people you'll ever come to know. Shocking but true. They're really good at what they do, and also very entertaining. Where was I? Oh, yea, I'm no datahead. In fact, just the opposite. If I could find a profession that allows me to talk to people all day long, well, I'd be the best...whatever that profession is...you could possibly be. This current position is something else. Your best friend is a laptop, so you better snuggle down with that hard drive and get nice and acquainted. Formulas are your language of love and spreadsheets the fruit of your, um, er, nevermind. So anyway, I get to talk with the client every day, but in theory I could accomplish my whole tasklist using e-mail, Access and Excel.
My teammates and managers are all older than me: married, grown kids, graduate-degree-and-tons-of-healthcare-experience types, but they keep me in stitches. Who knew an ER doctor accidentally leaving a sponge inside the patient could be hilarious? Aw, come on: a little toxic shock never hurt anybody...except the patient. A sense of humor is a must in this biznass.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Monday, March 20, 2006
Love and Basketball: Or the Weirdest Fucking Sunday Night I've Had in a While
Today is a new day.
How retarded is it that it took an unfortunate event, a minor catastrophe (trivial to the rest of the world, significant to me) in my life, to make me start blogging again.
So, yea, some shit went down last night. Your girl Ari was none too pretty and none too happy. I don't even think I will discuss it in this forum: 1) out of respect, 2) because I haven't really processed it at all. That will take more than a while. There are way too many X factors...
Anyway, this shit to which I allude went down on Sunday evening at the most auspicious of times. I was in limbo, in a good mood and also tired and also anxious to receive some news. Nevertheless, I was making the best out of it:
1) Eating Orange Chicken from Mr. Chen's Organic Cuisine (see www.campusfood.com)
2) Watching my Georgetown Hoyas DOMINATE the Buckeye Bitches;
3) Gearing up for another online test prep class with the secure knowledge that my score keeps improving, which is nice.
THEN. IT. HAPPENED.
Everything became so schizo...there I was, bawling my eyes out and certain that the world (or at least mine) would end at any moment, screaming bloody murder...but the sun was shining. And the Hoyas were winning on TV. And the world continued to be as joyous as I had found it 24 hours earlier, and I could see and recognize all of this in the midst of my misery.
Why? I have no idea, but I felt like I was having an out-of-body-experience. I highly recommend it, but I hope you never have to feel the sting of pain I did to get there.
In any case, I don't know if anyone out there is still reading, but in some capacity, I'm back. I've been cheating on you, dear blog, but I pledge to repent and be faithful once again.
How retarded is it that it took an unfortunate event, a minor catastrophe (trivial to the rest of the world, significant to me) in my life, to make me start blogging again.
So, yea, some shit went down last night. Your girl Ari was none too pretty and none too happy. I don't even think I will discuss it in this forum: 1) out of respect, 2) because I haven't really processed it at all. That will take more than a while. There are way too many X factors...
Anyway, this shit to which I allude went down on Sunday evening at the most auspicious of times. I was in limbo, in a good mood and also tired and also anxious to receive some news. Nevertheless, I was making the best out of it:
1) Eating Orange Chicken from Mr. Chen's Organic Cuisine (see www.campusfood.com)
2) Watching my Georgetown Hoyas DOMINATE the Buckeye Bitches;
3) Gearing up for another online test prep class with the secure knowledge that my score keeps improving, which is nice.
THEN. IT. HAPPENED.
Everything became so schizo...there I was, bawling my eyes out and certain that the world (or at least mine) would end at any moment, screaming bloody murder...but the sun was shining. And the Hoyas were winning on TV. And the world continued to be as joyous as I had found it 24 hours earlier, and I could see and recognize all of this in the midst of my misery.
Why? I have no idea, but I felt like I was having an out-of-body-experience. I highly recommend it, but I hope you never have to feel the sting of pain I did to get there.
In any case, I don't know if anyone out there is still reading, but in some capacity, I'm back. I've been cheating on you, dear blog, but I pledge to repent and be faithful once again.
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