One Rainy Monday

The rain has never stopped since early this morning. Such "bed" weather often makes me sleepy, especially when I didn't get much sleep the night before. I drank mango-flavoured black tea last night. Apparently, it was caffeinated and I was wide awake until 1 a.m.

Anyway, Jennifer is back and, once again, she scares the crap out of Belinda and me. Also, I thought there wouldn't be much work today, but Nina e-mailed me some Excel files to proofread, thank God!

Now, I can go home thinking I did well today.

Different Proofreading Continued

Just one hour into the day and Nina, who now works with the suits full time, sent me an e-mail to do some proofreading again for them. I didn't mind actually because I needed the billable hours. She included three Excel files in her e-mail, which took me a total of four hours to check for mistakes.

I didn't find any error until I was about to be done with the last file. Although the mistake was minor, I got to do what I was hired for.

Happy Friday!

So Sleepy (Yawn!)

After working for two hours this morning on Allison's Excel files, I found myself idle again. All this free time was making me sleepy, and I had been fighting my heavy eyelids since after lunch. Plus, Belinda's Messenger wasn't working, so we weren't able to send instant messages to each other, leaving me bored than ever.

By the way, Julita sent a company-wide e-mail that Vevette, one of the suits in Toronto, had left the company. I wondered why and who would be next.

(Note: I found out later from Charlene that Vevette's mom was sick and she had to take care of her. I hope it's not serious.)

Proofreading of a Different Kind

Allison used my proofreading expertise to check for errors in her Excel file containing the appended URLs of a client's online banners. It was unfamiliar territory for me, but I was able to catch some mistakes, such as a missing underscore here and a wrong number there.

It was all good actually. I logged 2¾ hours for that work, which made the afternoon go by.

Why Does It Have to Be Me?

I almost didn't make it out on time last night. Jenny, the new receptionist and office assistant, called me up as I was about to leave. She asked me if I could do her a favour and do some of Jennifer's work for her (whatever that was) because she needed to leave immediately to catch the train home. I had to say no.

This morning, I came across her in the kitchen and asked her what time she left last night. She said that she didn't stay long and had to hand the work over to Nina. I advised her to tell Jennifer that she needed to go home exactly at 5 p.m. to catch the train, which she actually did. But what upset me was Jennifer's reply to her: "Give it to Ronnie."

I still couldn't understand why I was the first to cross Jennifer's mind whenever someone couldn't do the job for her. I appreciate her confidence in me, but it's not my job to cover his or her behind every time that happens. It just makes my blood boil.

Grrrrr!

She's Baaaack!

Yep, Voldemort is back from some meeting last week. I haven't made eye contact with or said hello to her since she came in this morning.

Anyway, knowing that this was going to be a slow day, I decided to update and revise my cover letter and résumé today and submit them online. (I saw a job opening for writers over the weekend.) Unfortunately, my CD-ROM drive couldn't read my files, which I burned on a CD. I guess I have to do it in the comfort and safety of my home.

Finally, Some Needed Downtime

I didn't get to blog yesterday because there were lots of stuff to do. I had to proofread English, Chinese and French online banners, and had to do screen captures of the latter — all 35 of them! I even had to work late for almost two hours because of these, but I wasn't able to finish them in one sitting. Thank God, Allison didn't need them last night; otherwise, I would have stayed longer.

So, when I got into the office, I started working with the screen grabs as soon as I had prepared my cup of green tea and had Tom work on my corrections. I was done in two hours for that particular job.

Now, I have some downtime to do this and other work. Plus, it's the weekend. Happy Friday!