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Apr. 17th, 2008 01:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
snarklyboojumLet's all take a moment and enjoy the fact that South Park aired their internet episode the day insanejournal kicked back online. This is one of those moments where pop culture hits a little too close for comfort, and all you can do is shake your head and take it with a smile.
Today was my third year anniversary at the aquarium and I had my yearly evaluation. My supervisor (whom I'm more or less friends with) spent most of the time talking about what a good job I was doing. I'm never sure how to take these things - I mean, how do you respond to someone flattering you for a half-hour straight? I get flustered, nod, and say thank you. I feel like if I talk about stuff like that, or about the Rose Award I was nominated for, I'm holding it over my co-workers heads or something. Am I making sense?
Anyway, I got a shiny new three year pin to put on my nametag and a fifty-cent raise, which is twice the standard. I remember chatting with one of the ladies at work the other day and she commented on the fact that she didn't get a raise this year, which, in hindsight, means I got hers. It kinda makes me wanna do the nyah nyah do your work dance, but that would be rude. ;)
All this praise is coming at the wrong time, though. I'm kind of conflicted, as I can't really afford to keep working at the aquarium. This isn't how I intended to spend my life, either, but I feel a little stuck now. I like it, I do, but I know I'm gonna burn out if I have to take another summer of this crap (which is perhaps why the management is buttering me up now). There's a supervisor position open that pays more, but I really just don't want that job, you know? It'd be a challenge, and something different, but it's taking away the interaction between the guests and animals, which is what I enjoy most now.
I don't know. *is one big ol' ball of confused*
On the plus side, this month is looking to be kickass. Major raise at work, Cats at NKU, Avenue Q with the girls, Duff Goldman coming to the aquarium, my birthday... good times.
Today was my third year anniversary at the aquarium and I had my yearly evaluation. My supervisor (whom I'm more or less friends with) spent most of the time talking about what a good job I was doing. I'm never sure how to take these things - I mean, how do you respond to someone flattering you for a half-hour straight? I get flustered, nod, and say thank you. I feel like if I talk about stuff like that, or about the Rose Award I was nominated for, I'm holding it over my co-workers heads or something. Am I making sense?
Anyway, I got a shiny new three year pin to put on my nametag and a fifty-cent raise, which is twice the standard. I remember chatting with one of the ladies at work the other day and she commented on the fact that she didn't get a raise this year, which, in hindsight, means I got hers. It kinda makes me wanna do the nyah nyah do your work dance, but that would be rude. ;)
All this praise is coming at the wrong time, though. I'm kind of conflicted, as I can't really afford to keep working at the aquarium. This isn't how I intended to spend my life, either, but I feel a little stuck now. I like it, I do, but I know I'm gonna burn out if I have to take another summer of this crap (which is perhaps why the management is buttering me up now). There's a supervisor position open that pays more, but I really just don't want that job, you know? It'd be a challenge, and something different, but it's taking away the interaction between the guests and animals, which is what I enjoy most now.
I don't know. *is one big ol' ball of confused*
On the plus side, this month is looking to be kickass. Major raise at work, Cats at NKU, Avenue Q with the girls, Duff Goldman coming to the aquarium, my birthday... good times.
