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hrj So far, every deadline, deliverable, and disaster this week has been met and conquered. Now all I have to do is read an entire novel this evening for the interview tomorrow morning. Once the interview is done, I'll probably do the same thing I did last Saturday: completely veg out and binge-watch something for the rest of the day.
We had a surprise "online departmental happy hour" Thursday end-of-day in combination with our QA partners. Alas, I had to forego the Adult Beverage because of the pending Stockton drop-off. I managed to acquire the entire paternal and fraternal shopping list in some approximate form except for the thermometer. Enjoyed the peculiar lack of traffic on Hwy 4 even during a weekday "rush hour" and had a nice (properly distanced) chat after delivering the groceries before coming home again and falling into bed.
Due to logistics, deadlines, and the fact that the few people working on-site in Berkeley being overworked, I had to actually drive into work today after lunch in order to stand over people as they reviewed and signed off some paper documents, so I could scan them to attach to my investigation report (due to close over the weekend). In a bit of a brain-fart, the distraction of interim screening procedures at the gate caused me to forget about the bit where they have to reactivate your security badge if you haven't been on site for two weeks. (It's been five.) So after I'd gone and parked by my building at the opposite end of site, I had to go back to the security office for badge activation.
After dealing with the paperwork, I took the opportunity to swing by my desk and pick up some stuff that I would have taken previously if I'd realized WFH would go on this long. (Mostly my stash of snacks and lunch supplies. They might not go bad, but I'd had to attract vermin.) That gave me the opportunity to actually sit in the same room as another human being and chat for a little while. It was weird and yet weirdly normal.
I could have popped my laptop into the dock at my desk and finished out the afternoon there, but my brain has re-imprinted on my home office as "where I get work done" and I was afraid I'd strip a mental gear. On my way home I succumbed to an impulsive junk-food urge and picked up a box of Kentucky Fried Chicken and side dishes for a lunch/dinner. Not the best choice, but not the worst either.
And now I need to read. And not fall asleep in the middle of it.
We had a surprise "online departmental happy hour" Thursday end-of-day in combination with our QA partners. Alas, I had to forego the Adult Beverage because of the pending Stockton drop-off. I managed to acquire the entire paternal and fraternal shopping list in some approximate form except for the thermometer. Enjoyed the peculiar lack of traffic on Hwy 4 even during a weekday "rush hour" and had a nice (properly distanced) chat after delivering the groceries before coming home again and falling into bed.
Due to logistics, deadlines, and the fact that the few people working on-site in Berkeley being overworked, I had to actually drive into work today after lunch in order to stand over people as they reviewed and signed off some paper documents, so I could scan them to attach to my investigation report (due to close over the weekend). In a bit of a brain-fart, the distraction of interim screening procedures at the gate caused me to forget about the bit where they have to reactivate your security badge if you haven't been on site for two weeks. (It's been five.) So after I'd gone and parked by my building at the opposite end of site, I had to go back to the security office for badge activation.
After dealing with the paperwork, I took the opportunity to swing by my desk and pick up some stuff that I would have taken previously if I'd realized WFH would go on this long. (Mostly my stash of snacks and lunch supplies. They might not go bad, but I'd had to attract vermin.) That gave me the opportunity to actually sit in the same room as another human being and chat for a little while. It was weird and yet weirdly normal.
I could have popped my laptop into the dock at my desk and finished out the afternoon there, but my brain has re-imprinted on my home office as "where I get work done" and I was afraid I'd strip a mental gear. On my way home I succumbed to an impulsive junk-food urge and picked up a box of Kentucky Fried Chicken and side dishes for a lunch/dinner. Not the best choice, but not the worst either.
And now I need to read. And not fall asleep in the middle of it.
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Date: 2020-04-20 06:20 am (UTC)I'm not looking forward to going through badging when I begin working on site. It's going to be an awkward conversation, for sure, but hopefully my company's security will also have procedures for dealing with the situation.