A Pretty Good Day
Since I had to actually be near a barcode label printer today (specifically to work on the aforementioned "Label From HELL"), I decided to "fudge" things a bit, and go into the office.
You see, L**all doesn't want me to "fall down go boom" on the premises, and then turn around and sue them for not having a 100% ADA-compliant building. Soooooo, when the doctor said yesterday he would suggest I continue a "work-from-home" situation, I told him I sometimes needed to go into the office. Our HR person of course needs written documentation saying it's okay for me to work at the office. That's not "exactly" what the good Dr. Rubano wrote.
So I told the HR director that "The bone is now healed." (not a lie) and that per the doctor, I need to start "pushing things a bit" (also not a lie) and that unfortunately I couldn't drive (also not a lie) and that I had worked things out with my boss to start phasing myself back into the general population downstairs in the land of the Morlocks that keep things running for the Eloi in Finance, General Administration, and Human Resources. Okay ... I didn't exactly phrase it that way, but I relayed my conversation with the boss, wherein he suggested "Maybe what you can do is start coming back in two or three days a week, whatever you're comfortable with, until you're all squared away." (Also not a lie) Basically, in other words, keep up the good work, and don't violate the "Fifty Simple Rules" ... which are #1 through #49 - "Don't do anything that prompts an email from any of our locations to the boss with a complaint" and #50 - "If the boss has to send you an email, drop whatever you are doing to make sure the subject of that email is addressed and finalized first". Rule #50 rarely happens to me ... I've learned Rule #1 through #49 all too well. So I told the HR Director "I think next week I'm going to go in on Monday, Wednesday and Friday and work Tuesday and Thursday from home." Her reply was "I think it's great that you 'IT folks' (code for "Morlocks") can work remotely like this. I think we're (L**all) making some great strides in getting connected." My immediate thought: "Yeah ... right ... connect me with some more moolah, and I'll really show you how things can get done." My second immediate thought: "Yeah ... just wait until you see my expense reports for business-call cell phone usage from home ... I think you'll want me coming back in here real quick-like." But then again ... I can't remember whether she drives a company-paid Lexus or a company-paid BMW ... so it probably doesn't matter.
Anyway ... so I made it a whole first day there, solely on crutches. And now? I'm pretty wiped, and the "right dog is a-hurtin'."
I had a really good therapy session this morning ... Karen used an ultrasonic deep-heat machine (which I could almost compare to a localized low-intensity microwave or something) that worked really well with the Achilles and the surrounding tendons. When I got my cast off, my next-to-little toe was sort of scrunched under the middle toe to its left. It's been like that until today. Today, when Karen hit whatever muscle or tendon that was keeping it there, it just went "oooooooohh ahhhh" and straightened back up. It was the weirdest thing.
Oh well ... that was my day.
You see, L**all doesn't want me to "fall down go boom" on the premises, and then turn around and sue them for not having a 100% ADA-compliant building. Soooooo, when the doctor said yesterday he would suggest I continue a "work-from-home" situation, I told him I sometimes needed to go into the office. Our HR person of course needs written documentation saying it's okay for me to work at the office. That's not "exactly" what the good Dr. Rubano wrote.
So I told the HR director that "The bone is now healed." (not a lie) and that per the doctor, I need to start "pushing things a bit" (also not a lie) and that unfortunately I couldn't drive (also not a lie) and that I had worked things out with my boss to start phasing myself back into the general population downstairs in the land of the Morlocks that keep things running for the Eloi in Finance, General Administration, and Human Resources. Okay ... I didn't exactly phrase it that way, but I relayed my conversation with the boss, wherein he suggested "Maybe what you can do is start coming back in two or three days a week, whatever you're comfortable with, until you're all squared away." (Also not a lie) Basically, in other words, keep up the good work, and don't violate the "Fifty Simple Rules" ... which are #1 through #49 - "Don't do anything that prompts an email from any of our locations to the boss with a complaint" and #50 - "If the boss has to send you an email, drop whatever you are doing to make sure the subject of that email is addressed and finalized first". Rule #50 rarely happens to me ... I've learned Rule #1 through #49 all too well. So I told the HR Director "I think next week I'm going to go in on Monday, Wednesday and Friday and work Tuesday and Thursday from home." Her reply was "I think it's great that you 'IT folks' (code for "Morlocks") can work remotely like this. I think we're (L**all) making some great strides in getting connected." My immediate thought: "Yeah ... right ... connect me with some more moolah, and I'll really show you how things can get done." My second immediate thought: "Yeah ... just wait until you see my expense reports for business-call cell phone usage from home ... I think you'll want me coming back in here real quick-like." But then again ... I can't remember whether she drives a company-paid Lexus or a company-paid BMW ... so it probably doesn't matter.
Anyway ... so I made it a whole first day there, solely on crutches. And now? I'm pretty wiped, and the "right dog is a-hurtin'."
I had a really good therapy session this morning ... Karen used an ultrasonic deep-heat machine (which I could almost compare to a localized low-intensity microwave or something) that worked really well with the Achilles and the surrounding tendons. When I got my cast off, my next-to-little toe was sort of scrunched under the middle toe to its left. It's been like that until today. Today, when Karen hit whatever muscle or tendon that was keeping it there, it just went "oooooooohh ahhhh" and straightened back up. It was the weirdest thing.
Oh well ... that was my day.
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5/20/2005 07:08:00 PM
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