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Awake
Coffee – and a pick-up
Staff meeting – learned some very interesting stuff about one of our 911 dispatch centers. I know a dispatcher, and though I have not seen her recently, we were in frequent conversation for many years. I learned it was a stressful job, but really rewarding when you make a difference to someone. Today’s presenter described their workstations with a slide. They have 7 computer screens arrayed for different information. SEVEN. She did mention multiple keyboards as well. I know when I have two going at once I constantly try to enter information on the wrong screen.
Work – feel like a drudge of never ending commitments lately. At 10:30 I got an assignment due at noon. No way could I really finish it, so the product says – delay to a certain date a few weeks in the future. But I did try and get a lot of the base information added (less to do later). Still trying to find a 1970’s document that I have laid my hands on once. But I can not remember to whence I filed it for safekeeping. I have scoured my desk, and am now pursuing old files. At this point I think it is wasting valuable time, but one of the Kings wants it, so on I slog. Wrote one long letter on how to get sewer service for only $100,000. I think there is another one on the docket for tomorrow. Got to meet with an older gentleman at the front counter. He told me he had worked for decades at a different District, blah, blah, blah. I finally played a, “I need to consult with another co-worker who is out for the afternoon.” Get the contact information and on. Try to get a few odds cleaned up. Finally – I HAVE GOT TO GO. So check to see if the carpooler is still afoot, and he says – 10 minutes.
Home.
Watch some music movie (still on the Steve Earle train, although this movie is about many of the other musicians of the era, with a 19 year old Steve Earle making a few appearances). I felt right at home with the mid-70’s decor and clothing.
Dinner, blog – almost time for bed.
I looked back at the title, and decided my mind is a meandering mess.
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