I work in a cubicle. I work for an HMO in their corporate office. I proof database data eight hours a day. Joy. Six feet away from, through a cube wall and across an aisle is the Appeals Department. If there’s anything that convinces me there’s a health care problem in this country, it’s listeningContinue reading “On Cubicle Fun”
Tag Archives: Elder Health
On Potentially Good News
Friday afternoon I moved into a new cubicle at work. I’d spent the past few months at a kind of walled off desk with barely enough room from myself, my CPU unit, my monitor, keyboard, and mouse. My phone? I didn’t really need it — who would call me? — so it was shoved behindContinue reading “On Potentially Good News”
On This and That
I’ve had something on my mind for a few days, and I wanted to air it. At work this week (well, really the last three or so) I’ve been going through databases and checking the data contained therein against other databases. And I’ve noticed something, and I wanted to ask. When was it okay toContinue reading “On This and That”
On Doctors and their Names
Last week the agency that placed me at where I worked called me — they wanted to know how the assignment was going, as I’d been there for three months and the company had told them it would be a three to four week work assignment. “What do you do there?” I tried to explain.Continue reading “On Doctors and their Names”
On Excel
I want it said. I hate Excel. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. So why must I be so bleeding good at using it?
On the Work Day
Today felt unproductive. At the end of the day it wasn’t that bad. I actually accomplished a lot. It just felt bad. Where I worked last week — well, that room had been gutted for a remodel over the weekend. So, it took some time to find a new place to plant the team. AndContinue reading “On the Work Day”
On Fells Point
I started my temp job in Fells Point last week. I haven’t had much of a chance to explore it, yet. As a Homicide fan I think it’s quite cool to be working in Fells Point. Indeed, I drove down Bayliss Street just the other day. I’m not supposed to talk about my job —Continue reading “On Fells Point”