Tacos are the best end to any work day. Serious.
Dear 83 followers.
Today was Tuesday 18 June 2013, and this is my 700th post.
The day started with waking up, checking tumblr for what US/European/Insomniacs had posted whilst I was asleep. I guess you could say I’m addicted, and I guess I could say I’m addicted to worse.
I then cooked some rice for lunch to go with the curry I’d had the night before. I had a shower, ironed my work shirt, had a cup of tea, hugged one of the cats and dicked about whilst that happened because brown rice takes forever. I also watched a bit of Lost, because that’s what I’m into right now.
I put some gym clothes, my food and my laptop into my bag then went downstairs to put on safety gear.
- We hired a new person a few weeks ago, and we’ve been one PC short since then. I have office on my laptop, so I’ve been bringing it in every day.
- I got my motorcycle L’s a few weeks ago (duh I’ve been posting about it.) I’ve since gotten a helmet (duh, have to), really comfy jacket from a mate, boots which are super comfortable and warm, gauntlets that are also super comfortable and warm. I’m literally more comfortable and warm when I’m riding my bike than walked around, except for my pants.
The ride down was pretty fun, changed gears well, didn’t speed, corners were pretty awesome. I’ve been getting better at watching for hazards and accounting for the wet.
As soon as I got to the office I got a call from [blank] who needed a [blank] served a guy about [blank]. The guy I needed to serve had a work address out in [blank] that he was rarely at and three different addresses that he apparently didn’t live at. One of those addresses were given to us by the law firm that represented [blank] and are one of our regular clients, so that’s awkward.
So [blank] had called me up because he’d gone past the workplace, seen the guy I needed to serve and decided to call me to get that done. So that was legit awesome, a pain in the ass job with a super easy non-confrontational ending (the guy who got served was very placid about it). I got one of our guys to drive me out, we had a chat about his recent holiday on the way and that was actually quite pleasant.
So after that, back to the office, prepare some Affidavits and reports for clients from jobs done over the weekend. And calling clients, i like calling clients. Some of them are lovely, and they find the work really interesting over the phone. One client was super apologetic because it’d taken her a few weeks to send an affidavit for a super simple job, and when I received it I felt sorry for her because I probably could have just done it myself. I usually do.
Then I finally after weeks and weeks of convincing got my branch manager to go to Harvey Norman with me to buy a new desktop for my desk and a laptop for the new person, who’s a [blank] casemanager and needed to work from home two days a week. I’d finally thought I’d not have to bring my laptop into work every day, but alas we have to get it cleared from head office. That literally took hours though, it was weird knowing that it was working time and being able to fuck around with tablets and computers while we waited for the dude to sort shit out.
Came back to the office, heated up lunch, re-read some Dance of Dragons and got back to work. Checking my emails was the worst, 4-5 jobs had come in whilst we were out/I was eating. Opening jobs are crazy time consuming, for inquiries it doesn’t take long because the casemanager does the investigation plan. For surveillance I do the investigation plan, so you have to read so so so so much boring crap and do so much research and it’s seriously just so fucking goddamn time consuming. That was literally the rest of my day, just opening jobs and getting calls from clients and typing and typing. I shouldn’t complain, there are far worse things to be doing.
The worst is listening to the recording of an interview. Your ears are filled with the words of two people, usually overlapping because people speak over each other all the goddamn time, never hearing whole sentences because who types that fast. You just have your eyes on the screen, peoples voices in your ears and that’s it. Ugh.
I did an end of day mail run, grabbed Djangos motorcycle which I park on Elizabeth Street because free parking fuck yeah then came back to the office and kept working. Job open, job open, job open. I wonder if clients feel weird checking their emails and seeing acknowledgements sent at 7PM regularly. Then I went to the gym, went to dinner with dad and came home, seeing spectra again on the way.
I seriously like process service, it never stops being interesting. It can be violent, but it mostly can be really fucking interesting, with facinating yet horrific stories and circumstances surrounding it. But in the end, I’m a guy who delivers legal documents, like a Toll guy or a postman. But legal documents, super serious shit. And I manage people around the state who do it. The parts of the job that require intense concentration are really interesting, you get to go on long drives sometimes and you get to see lots of areas of Hobart/Glenorchy/Clarence city and Kingborough/Huon areas. You somehow get really good at talking to drug fucked/angry/sad/hopeless people who are in a shit situation.
I guess one of the reasons I’ve decided to share this is because I’m not going to be doing office stuff after the 30th of June. I’ll probably keep serving, but I’m going to do other stuff with my life. Some change, something different.
I don’t know.
But that was my day.
The next post will be my 700th post
At first I thought I’d post tits, but then I realised I already have a place for that.
Then I decided I’d tell you guys my day. I have never really thought to do that before, because it’s all confidential/sensitive information. But I’m going to give it a shot. SO LOOK FORWARD TO THAT.
Spider pt 2
I hope he never leaves the screen.
Also I wonder what it’s like to literally have the ground change underneath you, not in texture or heat but in colour.
What are you thinking spider?
There’s a spider on my monitor at work.
It’s following my cursor around as I’ve been working and freaking out when I change windows.