12:14 a.m. - 2003-02-25
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Woke up from a dream about being given a whole set of beautiful earrings, each with matching necklaces. Trying to find someone to pierce my ears without major pain. Heard the weatherman say "recordbreaking cold temperatures all across southern Alberta last night. Currently, a wind chill warning for all areas south of Red Deer, with the exception of the urban section of Calgary. Current temperatures outside the city at about -35 to -38 C about -30 F; inside the city much warmer????? at -23 C/-10 F." I always set out my clothes the night before based on the 11 PM news - figure I have half a chance of not having nasty surprises in the morning that way. Forecast last night was for a wake up temp of -10 C/+12 F - uh huh. Oh well, can't change it so deal with it. Got to watch the sunrise on the train going into work. Pretty.
Quiet at work until about 11:30 am. Me sitting and relabeling records after printing off about 80 more labels first thing, using the extra sheets supplied by the PC at 3:30 the afternoon before. Printing a single label here and there as need dictated. A scientist from the 30 th floor spread out at the desk and on the floor, next to me, going through study after study looking for specific maps I think. The printer crashed at about 11:30. B turning to D and commenting, I think, something to the effect looks like S (me) has broken it again. I hadn't sent a print job in over an hour and there was nothing in my queue. B came over and insisted I prove it. Turned out the cartridge was out of ink. Saw the scientist sort of startle at the exchange - or maybe he was thinking of something else.
Appears if the PC decides something is the truth, since it was her assertion on Friday that I had "broken" the printer, then B and D accept that as gospel - no proof necessary. I noted to D after, that the printer hadn't functioned properly since the rep from the company for the C software had come in and adjusted it. Apparently, their three computers had crashes and viruses each of the past two working days as well. I'm surprised that I haven't been blamed for that too. Heard the PC telling someone outside the library that my co-worker, M, who was in last week had "screwed" up on her tasks too. I wonder why it is everyone just accepts whatever she says without checking any further. Opinions she has, I don't think they have much basis in fact though. Oh well. Kind of like the public and political leaders in a way. Give them "authority" by electing them from among ourselves, then don't check to see if they actually are doing what they ought or if they are telling the truth or lies.
After lunch, the PC coming by to "just suggest" I redo all my box inventorys after checking to be certain that all the records listed are the same ones actually contained in the box. I wrote down each record as I created it under the box number it was originally contained in. A, my supervisor, has always insisted on meticulous day to day records of all documents handled - good thing. I didn't shift anything because I knew the scientist in question would likely be checking to see that all his data was captured. Keeping things as he set them up seemed the most logical thing to do; he grouped data together in a certain way for a reason. As I noted on Friday though, I had already found records out of place when I went through the boxes on Friday afternoon. The PC also coming and taking some CDs from one box back to her office without so much as a by your leave, she obviously knew where they were - hmmmm. Bringing them back and noting I should leave my computer logged in at night - yeah right. What next, downloaded porn? Dirty tactic I've witnessed before, just last contract, for one. Yeah I know, I'm still bitchy.
Got home - big envelope of paperwork from Elections Canada. Just about flipped when I saw the first document, then realized that they were considering different contingencies based on the leadership vote coming up in about a month in the ruling political party and the international situation. A call already on my voicemail, from one of the other Calgary Returning Officers - "What do you make of this?" At this point, I'm just going to work as though it's the second part of our preparation work - something we knew was in the works. No work, then two jobs. I'll put a pass on the "everything comes in threes" for now. Don't think I could handle a third job - weeeell, maybe, if it was actually something fun or fascinating.
Second shock of the evening an e-mail from one of my friends in the Middle East. Two of them in fact, two hours apart, exactly the same. Strongly recommending that the recipients read one of the on-line publications from that region without saying why; just general chit chat about the paper's history. Spent about an hour doing that but couldn't see anything that might be unusual. Given the times though, not such a good feeling.
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