Weekend

I suddenly appreciate why so many people my age seem to treasure the weekend.

It makes a serious difference, when you work all day during the most socially-useful hours of life. How do people use government services? Or see doctors and dentists? I begin to appreciate, once more, what it's like to be working. I did get some other extraneous business done during the week (including an application to Bellevue Community College...I want a school that will offer student loans, because I might be able to move out on my own if I can offset the reduced work hours school will bring).

 For the most part, though, training has been exhausting. I started the week with some serious insomnia, and just as I got over the effects of that (sometime midweek), I got a terrible migraine midway through Thursday and very reluctantly went home when I could no longer focus due to the pain (and having already downed some ibuprofen from the medicine cabinet).

 The software is simple enough to use; I don't have any serious conceptual problems. My main issue is that I have a habit of skimming the documentation, and I really need to pay closer attention to it. Fortunately, we've had plenty of chances to roleplay--I'm getting good feedback from the reps who volunteered to call us in class.

 The trainer we've got is new, I think. She's also...well, I'm going to say "she's from Bellevue and it shows." Only the locals on my reading list will appreciate what that means, but suffice to say we're very different people, from almost completely opposite walks of life, and would not normally ever share overlapping social space. It's not exactly a clash of personalities...just a mild annoyance on my end because, among other things, I do not feel she is very good at present or teaching this material (she basically talks from a script, stumbles often and doesn't seem to notice when she replaced a word or even said the precise opposite of what was written/accurate...a mindset that wholly eludes me).

 It's a bit aggravating, but that's fine...jobs are like that, I need to get more used to sharing bits of my life with people I would not have chosen to include in it. I don't feel I'm being inadequately prepared for work here...just that it's the opposite of my comfortable learning style. It's an adjustment--but I'll only be in her classroom for another week.

 I can't say much about the job itself as yet, because I haven't really begun actually working. However, I think I'll be able to do it well; at minimum, well enough to earn my keep. As a company, Nintendo actually seems like a great place to work. I found out that they do sometimes hire directly when they have the budget and want a particular rep, so there's the prospect of eventually working for Nintendo proper rather than the staffing firm whom I actually report to. I'm amused to note that if I did this I'd be fulfilling a very old and somewhat apocryphal childhood dream of mine, if not quite in the capacity I envisioned at the time.

 Today, though, I relax. The roomies are away for about a week, so the house is mine, and I am eagerly soaking up the solitude.