Good Morning Ponders, Let me apologize for Blogger snatching our posts. It's very disheartening when that happens. It always happens when you write something long, and from your heart. Something special. Something meaningful. Something you wanted to share with friends.
I love this week's picture. (Hope Blogger lets it stick. I don't know another way to post pictures.) This picture reminds me of the new babies that our Ponders have welcomed to their families. Paget, very exciting about your new grandbaby!
We understand when any of you are busy and can't drop by. Just so you keep in touch, and we know that you are okay. We love all of you. Each of you has made The Pond a special place of love and acceptance. A safe place away from a crazy world.
It's been hot and humid this summer; enjoy it because winter is coming way too soon. The sunshine is healing to the heart and soul. It makes everything right. Why did I mention the weather today? Because there is a chance of snow in Montana and Wyoming. Doesn't seem possible this early. Froggy always says, "Must be the global warming making all the cold!" Just heard that there was a 6.1 earthquake near San Francisco. That's always a worry on this coast. We keep some bottles of water in the kitchen, and cans of food.
If you don't see me for a couple days, I'm stressing about getting a job. My temporary AARP job is in the Federal Center building downtown Seattle. At the end of the hall, where I am working as a receptionist, is the office of senator Patti Murray (D). Three floors up is the office of senator Maria Cantwell (D).
It's things like that piece by Rick Moran, 'Wog, that just make me groan and want to dig a hole and cover myself up. Honestly, there is no understanding.
Thanks to all Ponders who gave such good advice on how to pull out of this depression. Believe me, it helps just to know you all are here. Really. I also feel a lot of guilt because I know what I feel is nothing compared to what others are going through and I don't want to whine. I just hate the atmosphere we currently have surrounding us. Anger used to fuel me. Don't have the energy for that anymore. You'd think I would be sleeping a lot, but I'm not. I just lie awake at night, terrified and staring at the ceiling, wondering what's to become of us all.
The ocean helps. Seeing the waves endlessly roll in brings me closer to G-d and His love. At least for awhile I can find peace.
Yeah, Surfie, aren't we glad not to be living in Napa? I hope you've heard from your son. We called Joe's brother last night and he's okay. It woke him up, but not enough to get out of bed. He's about 40 minutes away from the epicenter.
Yay, Paget and your lovely new granddaughter!! What a gorgeous name, Brighton. I love it!! Bless you for bringing out that Sanburg quote. So true.
Eva, you are such a sweet person. We are lucky to have you on The Pond. I find the ocean to be very healing and restful. I love the sounds and the smells and the wind. I've been neglectful about dropping by everyday. I have been nervous about being a receptionist for a while. Every day it's getting better. Only get about five calls a day. It's a great place to learn how to be at the front desk. The hard part is matching names to about thirty people. Then in the evenings I have to keep looking for a "real" job. Isn't it wonderful news about Paget's new baby! I put the picture up as a tribute. thought it was cute. Goodnight All...
I remember temp jobs I had as a receptionist, 'Wog. Back in the day. I don't know what it's like now. I remember coming into a company, being given a list of names and 4-digit numbers and panicking when all the telephone lines lit up at once. I would have such a headache by the end of the day! On top of directing calls to the proper person, I was supposed to take messages (this was before voicemail, of course) for people not picking up.
At lunch time, people would walk by my desk and say, "I'll be gone for an hour, half hour, etc." If I wasn't on the phone at the time (rare), I'd say "Ok, who are you?"
I understand your nervousness. I was in my twenties and was a wreck. There were plenty of times that I misdirected calls, that I lost calls when I thought I put them on hold, that I cut people off. I got yelled at a lot. That was the most common request that would come into temp agencies, though. Every office had one or more receptionists and someone was always on vacation or out sick. If I wanted to work, those were the jobs I was offered.
Hi Eva, you understand exactly what I'm doing as a receptionist. It's a job I have always avoided, but I finally get a turn anyway. The phone only rings 4-5 times a day because most people dial the extension. But I still have to match names and faces, and check them off on a log sheet. I do the same thing that you did: "Who are you?"
WOG, have been running around lately making up for lost time, so haven't read anything yet, except this post. Sometimes writing things down, puts it in long term memory, when the yoyo's take off for lunch, ask them to spell their name for your log. Even if it is Smith, say is that with an i or a y, writing it will stick with you. Even if it's a bad day, smile when you are on the phone, believe it or not, people can tell. ( you can cross your fingers under the desk, LOL) Great news from Paget and Phooey's numbers. I hated inside work and spent over 20 years on the road sales, at least I could leave the jerks and enjoy the other customers. Most are very nice. Thought I could catch up and stay home tomorrow but the eye doc called, they need another measurement and the DH computer had to go back in and should be ready. Been trying to make Solar Oven bread, so far, have made hockey pucks, so bought new yeast. How did our granma's do it, jeesh. I remember when Mom's mom made cottage cheese from the milk cow, cheese cloth between to flat rocks to squeeze out the whey. OSHA or some busy body fed would have arrested her. See ya all later.
EC...you are having tooo much fun this summer. On the baking, I have also wondered how our grandparents got things done. Wasn't easy! But I remember some pretty tasty meals.
Good Morning Ponders, Let me apologize for Blogger snatching our posts. It's very disheartening when that happens. It always happens when you write something long, and from your heart. Something special. Something meaningful. Something you wanted to share with friends.
ReplyDeleteI love this week's picture. (Hope Blogger lets it stick. I don't know another way to post pictures.) This picture reminds me of the new babies that our Ponders have welcomed to their families. Paget, very exciting about your new grandbaby!
We understand when any of you are busy and can't drop by. Just so you keep in touch, and we know that you are okay. We love all of you. Each of you has made The Pond a special place of love and acceptance. A safe place away from a crazy world.
It's been hot and humid this summer; enjoy it because winter is coming way too soon. The sunshine is healing to the heart and soul. It makes everything right. Why did I mention the weather today? Because there is a chance of snow in Montana and Wyoming. Doesn't seem possible this early. Froggy always says, "Must be the global warming making all the cold!" Just heard that there was a 6.1 earthquake near San Francisco. That's always a worry on this coast. We keep some bottles of water in the kitchen, and cans of food.
If you don't see me for a couple days, I'm stressing about getting a job. My temporary AARP job is in the Federal Center building downtown Seattle. At the end of the hall, where I am working as a receptionist, is the office of senator Patti Murray (D). Three floors up is the office of senator Maria Cantwell (D).
Mags, EC hope all is well with you both.
It's things like that piece by Rick Moran, 'Wog, that just make me groan and want to dig a hole and cover myself up. Honestly, there is no understanding.
ReplyDeleteThanks to all Ponders who gave such good advice on how to pull out of this depression. Believe me, it helps just to know you all are here. Really. I also feel a lot of guilt because I know what I feel is nothing compared to what others are going through and I don't want to whine. I just hate the atmosphere we currently have surrounding us. Anger used to fuel me. Don't have the energy for that anymore. You'd think I would be sleeping a lot, but I'm not. I just lie awake at night, terrified and staring at the ceiling, wondering what's to become of us all.
The ocean helps. Seeing the waves endlessly roll in brings me closer to G-d and His love. At least for awhile I can find peace.
Yeah, Surfie, aren't we glad not to be living in Napa? I hope you've heard from your son. We called Joe's brother last night and he's okay. It woke him up, but not enough to get out of bed. He's about 40 minutes away from the epicenter.
Yay, Paget and your lovely new granddaughter!! What a gorgeous name, Brighton. I love it!! Bless you for bringing out that Sanburg quote. So true.
Eva, you are such a sweet person. We are lucky to have you on The Pond. I find the ocean to be very healing and restful. I love the sounds and the smells and the wind. I've been neglectful about dropping by everyday. I have been nervous about being a receptionist for a while. Every day it's getting better. Only get about five calls a day. It's a great place to learn how to be at the front desk. The hard part is matching names to about thirty people. Then in the evenings I have to keep looking for a "real" job. Isn't it wonderful news about Paget's new baby! I put the picture up as a tribute. thought it was cute. Goodnight All...
DeleteI remember temp jobs I had as a receptionist, 'Wog. Back in the day. I don't know what it's like now. I remember coming into a company, being given a list of names and 4-digit numbers and panicking when all the telephone lines lit up at once. I would have such a headache by the end of the day! On top of directing calls to the proper person, I was supposed to take messages (this was before voicemail, of course) for people not picking up.
DeleteAt lunch time, people would walk by my desk and say, "I'll be gone for an hour, half hour, etc." If I wasn't on the phone at the time (rare), I'd say "Ok, who are you?"
I understand your nervousness. I was in my twenties and was a wreck. There were plenty of times that I misdirected calls, that I lost calls when I thought I put them on hold, that I cut people off. I got yelled at a lot. That was the most common request that would come into temp agencies, though. Every office had one or more receptionists and someone was always on vacation or out sick. If I wanted to work, those were the jobs I was offered.
Hi Eva, you understand exactly what I'm doing as a receptionist. It's a job I have always avoided, but I finally get a turn anyway. The phone only rings 4-5 times a day because most people dial the extension. But I still have to match names and faces, and check them off on a log sheet. I do the same thing that you did: "Who are you?"
DeleteWOG, have been running around lately making up for lost time, so haven't read anything yet, except this post. Sometimes writing things down, puts it in long term memory, when the yoyo's take off for lunch, ask them to spell their name for your log. Even if it is Smith, say is that with an i or a y, writing it will stick with you. Even if it's a bad day, smile when you are on the phone, believe it or not, people can tell. ( you can cross your fingers under the desk, LOL)
DeleteGreat news from Paget and Phooey's numbers. I hated inside work and spent over 20 years on the road sales, at least I could leave the jerks and enjoy the other customers. Most are very nice. Thought I could catch up and stay home tomorrow but the eye doc called, they need another measurement and the DH computer had to go back in and should be ready. Been trying to make Solar Oven bread, so far, have made hockey pucks, so bought new yeast. How did our granma's do it, jeesh. I remember when Mom's mom made cottage cheese from the milk cow, cheese cloth between to flat rocks to squeeze out the whey.
OSHA or some busy body fed would have arrested her. See ya all later.
EC...you are having tooo much fun this summer. On the baking, I have also wondered how our grandparents got things done. Wasn't easy! But I remember some pretty tasty meals.
DeleteLove to everyone. Over and out for today.
Happy Friday, Ponders...big three-day weekend. Are you doing anything special? With the family? Barbeque? Just taking it easy?
ReplyDeleteSaturday Morning, Sleeping in. Just dropped by to say "Hi:" Going back to bed. Will check in later today. Love to all.
ReplyDelete