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Hello, f-list. I am unemployed! For two days. I finished work on Friday and I will start the new job on Monday. I've never done that before. I've always had at least a couple of weeks between jobs. I hope I remember to go to the right place. It's just across the road from where I've just finished, so that's not entirely out of the question. I must remember to turn right instead of left.
My last week was busy. My first boss from there, who left from burnout a few months after I started, rang from Canberra, which was nice. She's stopped being an accountant and is retraining as a tennis coach. Good for her. The finance and governance team, located in three different states, had a Skype lunch for me and sent me a gift voucher for a ticket agency, so that's my winter musical taken care of. The local staff took me out to dinner and give me an orchid and a glass jewellery box. And on Friday, the colleague who couldn't make the dinner popped in on her way to a meeting to give me a cake. Lovely people. I shall miss them. I will not miss the organisation, which is, let's say, interesting. I'll find out how they're managing without me in a couple of weeks, when I go to the leaving do for the other person made redundant.
In non-work news, my small-change piggy-bank was full, so last weekend I emptied its little belly and counted my coins: $144. I took them to the bank the following day and put it through the coin counter: $144.05. I said to the teller, "That's not right, there weren't any five cents in there, only gold coins [meaning one or two dollars]". She shrugged and said there must have been a five cent piece stuck in the machine. Lucky me, five cents profit. The thing is, the same thing happened last time I emptied the piggy bank; I remember writing about it here. I am inadvertently perpetrating the slowest bank fraud ever.
(Speaking of fraud: a tip, f-list. My tax office newsletter advised that we should write out the year in full on finance documents this year. That is, write 1/1/2020, not just 1/1/20. Putting 20 leaves it too open to be altered to another year for nefarious purposes.)
I'm not sure if it's because it's a new year, or because I've been preparing for the new job, or perhaps both, but I've been cleaning out. Inbox zero. Tidy desk. Wardrobe clearcut. The piggy-bank was a happy coincidence. I'm thinking I might have to unsubscribe to a few podcasts; I've been listening to them on my solo days in the office, but I suspect there will be more people around at the city council.
Music resolution meme stolen from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lady_bird
Get out your iPod (or something from the 2010s/2020s) and prepare to be amazed by the power of music to predict what you will, or should, do in the new year. Shuffle your playlist and set your controls for random play. Let it play a new, randomly selected song for each question and write down the title as your answer. Don't pick and choose — take the first song it gives you!
1. So, how would you best describe 2019?
"Like A Prayer" - Lavender Diamond
( And more in the same vein )
My last week was busy. My first boss from there, who left from burnout a few months after I started, rang from Canberra, which was nice. She's stopped being an accountant and is retraining as a tennis coach. Good for her. The finance and governance team, located in three different states, had a Skype lunch for me and sent me a gift voucher for a ticket agency, so that's my winter musical taken care of. The local staff took me out to dinner and give me an orchid and a glass jewellery box. And on Friday, the colleague who couldn't make the dinner popped in on her way to a meeting to give me a cake. Lovely people. I shall miss them. I will not miss the organisation, which is, let's say, interesting. I'll find out how they're managing without me in a couple of weeks, when I go to the leaving do for the other person made redundant.
In non-work news, my small-change piggy-bank was full, so last weekend I emptied its little belly and counted my coins: $144. I took them to the bank the following day and put it through the coin counter: $144.05. I said to the teller, "That's not right, there weren't any five cents in there, only gold coins [meaning one or two dollars]". She shrugged and said there must have been a five cent piece stuck in the machine. Lucky me, five cents profit. The thing is, the same thing happened last time I emptied the piggy bank; I remember writing about it here. I am inadvertently perpetrating the slowest bank fraud ever.
(Speaking of fraud: a tip, f-list. My tax office newsletter advised that we should write out the year in full on finance documents this year. That is, write 1/1/2020, not just 1/1/20. Putting 20 leaves it too open to be altered to another year for nefarious purposes.)
I'm not sure if it's because it's a new year, or because I've been preparing for the new job, or perhaps both, but I've been cleaning out. Inbox zero. Tidy desk. Wardrobe clearcut. The piggy-bank was a happy coincidence. I'm thinking I might have to unsubscribe to a few podcasts; I've been listening to them on my solo days in the office, but I suspect there will be more people around at the city council.
Music resolution meme stolen from
lady_birdGet out your iPod (or something from the 2010s/2020s) and prepare to be amazed by the power of music to predict what you will, or should, do in the new year. Shuffle your playlist and set your controls for random play. Let it play a new, randomly selected song for each question and write down the title as your answer. Don't pick and choose — take the first song it gives you!
1. So, how would you best describe 2019?
"Like A Prayer" - Lavender Diamond
( And more in the same vein )