My coworker is moving to Chicago this weekend for her husband's masters program. People generally rotate through this position pretty quickly for a variety of reasons, the fact that it's a secretarial job generally being one of the foremost. Since I was hired almost two years ago I've seen three people come and go from the morning shift and now I get to train a fourth - a prospect I'm not really looking forward to as I've really enjoyed working with Katelyn for the past year. This position requires a certain level of humor and snarky commentary in order to maintain sanity over long periods of time and I'm going to miss her significant contributions to the suitability of a job where I don't have much to do a majority of the time.
I am excited for her though! She's never really lived outside of Utah so Chicago will be an awesome, if somewhat stressful adventure. I'm honestly a little jealous, haha.
Well, summer marches on. I'm really pleased to find we're so far through already and fall is just around the corner! Tim will be moving closer to finishing the annoying generals he needs for his degree and I might take another art class so there's a lot to look forward to along with sweater weather. Thinking about sweaters and Chicago is making me want to watch While You Were Sleeping again. Seriously, Sandra Bullock in that massive sweater at the beginning is everything I've ever wanted to be as an adult. If only the ice capades were still running...
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Thursday, August 6, 2015
life of a secretary
I'm sitting alone - more alone than usual - guarding an empty office. I was supposed to be in the meeting where everyone else is but at the last minute the powers than be decided that I needed to stay at the front desk so people could access the accountants [anyone who comes to see them always enters through the back door] and students could see our Accounts Receivable office [except the AR staff is in said meeting...]. So I'm feeling a tad left out.
They're playing jeopardy. I can hear them.
Last night Tim and I picked up my sister-in-law from the local municipal airport. I was surprised to hear she was flying into this particular airport as opposed to the better known international airport about an hour north of us but I've never been to the municipal airport before so I figured it would be an adventure. And it was, albeit a rather small one. To help you understand by confusion, there are a very limited number of airlines that will fly to this particular airport and this is probably why:
This place is tiny. This picture encompasses the entire facility aside from a few hangers off to the right. The building on the far left is UVU's flight school and the one on the right is where my sister-in-law came through and the baggage claim was just a big cart port outside that they drove the little cart under. I'm honestly not sure what the middle building is for. This is the first time I've personally seen a plane larger than a private jet where the passengers disembark via a ramp to the ground. Nifty, in a retro way.
It was nice to hang out with my sister-in-law and nephew for a little bit. They've been traveling a lot in the last month so I bet both will be glad to get home again next week. Unfortunately she has to pay for his ticket when they head home because he turns two on Sunday!
In other family news, my younger brother will be flying home from his mission in Brazil on September 30th! Of course, he won't make it to NY until October 1st [time zones and late flights and all] but it's so exciting to think that he'll be home in less than two months. I've missed the little giant and I'll be very happy to have family nearer by when he comes back our way for school again. We weren't able to go out to NY this year so it'll be nice to bring family out here since next year is probably the earliest I'll see anyone else.
Well, the meeting has adjourned so now I have a plate of pickles and chocolate eclairs with a cup of Dr. Pepper and in just over an hour I'm going home to waste the rest of the afternoon watching murder mystery shows on Netflix. Not all is lost.
They're playing jeopardy. I can hear them.
Last night Tim and I picked up my sister-in-law from the local municipal airport. I was surprised to hear she was flying into this particular airport as opposed to the better known international airport about an hour north of us but I've never been to the municipal airport before so I figured it would be an adventure. And it was, albeit a rather small one. To help you understand by confusion, there are a very limited number of airlines that will fly to this particular airport and this is probably why:
This place is tiny. This picture encompasses the entire facility aside from a few hangers off to the right. The building on the far left is UVU's flight school and the one on the right is where my sister-in-law came through and the baggage claim was just a big cart port outside that they drove the little cart under. I'm honestly not sure what the middle building is for. This is the first time I've personally seen a plane larger than a private jet where the passengers disembark via a ramp to the ground. Nifty, in a retro way.
It was nice to hang out with my sister-in-law and nephew for a little bit. They've been traveling a lot in the last month so I bet both will be glad to get home again next week. Unfortunately she has to pay for his ticket when they head home because he turns two on Sunday!
In other family news, my younger brother will be flying home from his mission in Brazil on September 30th! Of course, he won't make it to NY until October 1st [time zones and late flights and all] but it's so exciting to think that he'll be home in less than two months. I've missed the little giant and I'll be very happy to have family nearer by when he comes back our way for school again. We weren't able to go out to NY this year so it'll be nice to bring family out here since next year is probably the earliest I'll see anyone else.
Well, the meeting has adjourned so now I have a plate of pickles and chocolate eclairs with a cup of Dr. Pepper and in just over an hour I'm going home to waste the rest of the afternoon watching murder mystery shows on Netflix. Not all is lost.
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