So, my wonderful CEO decided since I have a Masters in Social Work, I need to apply to be a Field Instructor. It’s a non-paid thing and it has an application a mile long. The hardest part is that I have to include a resume. I haven’t updated my resume in ages. But then, there hasn’t been much to update.
I can update my job title as here was my progression: Development Associate, Community & Technology Facilitator, Community & Technology Coordinator, and now Technology Coordinator. Wow, how exciting is that!
But then, I have to write what I do. So I guess I have to find a way to promote myself as being the technology slave in good terms that sound professional. I guess installing toner for the idiots who don’t know how to install it will be: Performing maintainence and upgrades to hardware. Then, when I have to clean the toner out of printers because someone has managed to break the toner that will be: Creatively enhances usability of hardware.
However, this is already getting boring to me. The easiest way to describe what I do is as slave.
Which leads me to the other gripe of the morning – and it has to do with the damn stress management class I have to go to. In class yesterday, she told us that we choice be pessimists and optimists and that we can control everything. However, I would say, when you entire job is to handle everyone’s problems and their pessimistic issues. I don’t get to hear “Oh this is working so well”. No, I only here “this doesn’t work” and “this never works” and “you never can get this to work right” and “you broke it again” and “you didn’t do this for me”. Yeah, I can really turn those kinds of things around. I wanted to tell this woman it’s a two way street – that if you get shit in, you are going to give shit out. That’s reality. That’s life. There is no way to make shit into floral potpourri!
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