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The pleasure and the chore
Apr. 10th, 2008 05:08 pmHey, everybody.
I shouldn't feel bad at all about typing this at my desk. After all, I'm reasonably caught up. Frankly, I wasn't that bad off when I left for Manitoba on Easter weekend (perhaps a half-dozen cases more than the average person here) and I've clawed that number down by...holy-fill-in-the-blank...not quite 40. Yeah. I know. That accounts for the new ones I've received, too. This week alone I wrote up a jaw-dropping 30 decisions and that doesn't count the work I've done for other people besides myself. By the time the stats roll out next week, there will only two folks in the unit with smaller caseloads than mine. More than likely only one.
So why haven't you heard from me?
Well...it's simple. And weird.
When I'm confronted with a mountain of a task, I'll do anything and everything I can to avoid it. Even if it means doing other work first. In fact, other work feels pretty good--because then I have a reason for not climbing the mountain. I'm 'doing something,' see?
Don't get me wrong. I've always wanted to change a few of my work processes and organization methods to crank out a nice, even, consistent and freakishly scary amount of work. It's been a long time coming. Honest truth? I've always been this good. And the only person standing between me and this level of performance is--you guessed it--me.
But now the El Zhay has become the mountain of untold stories and uncropped photos that I hesitate to set foot on. I could even knock a little something off as a mental palate-cleanser here and there. It would probably help prevent Genius Burnout here, for crying out loud.
Let's see how I do with this...................next week.
Yeah. That's the ticket.
I shouldn't feel bad at all about typing this at my desk. After all, I'm reasonably caught up. Frankly, I wasn't that bad off when I left for Manitoba on Easter weekend (perhaps a half-dozen cases more than the average person here) and I've clawed that number down by...holy-fill-in-the-blank...not quite 40. Yeah. I know. That accounts for the new ones I've received, too. This week alone I wrote up a jaw-dropping 30 decisions and that doesn't count the work I've done for other people besides myself. By the time the stats roll out next week, there will only two folks in the unit with smaller caseloads than mine. More than likely only one.
So why haven't you heard from me?
Well...it's simple. And weird.
When I'm confronted with a mountain of a task, I'll do anything and everything I can to avoid it. Even if it means doing other work first. In fact, other work feels pretty good--because then I have a reason for not climbing the mountain. I'm 'doing something,' see?
Don't get me wrong. I've always wanted to change a few of my work processes and organization methods to crank out a nice, even, consistent and freakishly scary amount of work. It's been a long time coming. Honest truth? I've always been this good. And the only person standing between me and this level of performance is--you guessed it--me.
But now the El Zhay has become the mountain of untold stories and uncropped photos that I hesitate to set foot on. I could even knock a little something off as a mental palate-cleanser here and there. It would probably help prevent Genius Burnout here, for crying out loud.
Let's see how I do with this...................next week.
Yeah. That's the ticket.
