Day One
Begin Fair 11. New challenges abound as consequences of the job market become more apparent. In important and visible ways things didn’t go as smooth in my area as last year but I firmly believe that’s that job market thing.
I’m also rather proud of the assistance I was able to provide my old department.
At one point pages started coming out of my printer that were obviously from them. I grabbed the pages and walked over. They were having trouble mapping their printer, their best minds couldn’t figure it out (although Faraz wasn’t on shift) and IT’s solution wasn’t working. IT was convinced they were incompatible, their new computers and the printer.
It took me about 40 seconds to fix.
Before I could leave a Supervisor commented about a file they didn’t have but needed.
I had another Supervisor call up a similar file and started to convert it for their needs. He gave up his chair.
That took me about 90 seconds.
They then needed someone to check on one location and take supplies to another - I was on the case.
I did a lot in my area, doing my actual job, as well but somehow helping them gave me a greater sense of pride. It’s not that I like them or my old job more (God how I tire of that question) But it made me feel good that I still had the right stuff to contribute. That I still had value, purpose, and was needed there. That a new generation might know me.
The crazy guy who saves the day, that’s me.
Some might say I thrive on being unpredictable. But not a soul thought anything weird about it. Me in HQ on opening day fixing stuff. Even the newbies seemed to think it right.
