Thursday, September 25, 2008

"Rightsizing the Headcount"

Recently (as in, last Wednesday) my company let go 31 people all at once. They all had to walk out of the building together, through the front lobby, boxes in hand. We got a memo later that day from our CEO saying that this was the process of "rightsizing our headcount." Rightsizing. Not downsizing, but rightsizing.

Rightsizing tells these people that they were wrong for their positions and we are right for letting them go. Headcount tells us that we are just nameless and faceless employees, only identified by employee number; we are heads that must be counted. Not people with lives or feelings or attributes that help this company out.

Thankfully I still have a job. In this crazy economy that gets crazier by the day, for this job I am very grateful.

Two weeks ago our receptionist was rightsized. Now, she wasn't just a receptionist that answered phones (although that's a huge task in and of itself), she kept us organized around here. On a monthly average, we get 3,000 (yes, that's three thousand) faxes. We are a small office that handles ads from around the country. I've been advocating people just using PDFs and emails or better yet uploading their ads to a database on the internet for years, but that's neither here nor there. Our receptionist numbered, dated, and delivered every single one of those faxes every day. She handled the 50+ packages we get from UPS every day plus managed all the boxes we send out (the UPS guy is here every half hour. THAT's how much shipping we do.). She archived our old files, she cleaned out the archives every month. She handled our library and now she's been rightsized.

And as of today, my department is having to handle the faxes and four of the UPS pick-ups/drop offs. As if we don't already have enough to do. My friend and our department senior quit in pursuit of a better job and last Friday was her last day. We're already feeling the pinch because we're doing now with four people what the department used to do with six (the sixth person on our team got promoted to our supervisor). But I guess we're rightsized if rightsizing means just piling more and more on people's heads until we can barely breathe with all the responsibilities. I guess we're rightsized that none of us are likely to see raises or positive reviews because the company as a whole isn't doing well.

My friend, the senior of the department, did a lot for us as she was the senior. But now we're all splitting her duties. So now I'm doing the job of me (the recently demoted), I'm doing the job of the receptionist and I'm doing the job of our department senior. Wow. I can't even express my thoughts. But I will tell you this: I come in at 8 am. I take an hour lunch and I leave at 5 pm. I will not come in early; I will not take a short lunch and I definitely will not stay late. If we rack up hours over 40, we officially get overtime. But do we get to keep that overtime? Generally no. We're generally asked to leave early on Friday or whatever to eat at those extra hours. Am I going to sacrifice MY time to a company that doesn't care that I've been here 4 years and make 15 grand less than someone doing a similar job in another department? Am I going to sacrifice MY time to a company that only cares about how good THEY look in glossy magazines, flying around the country to conferences and parties and being written up in the paper while I have to stay here and have to fight to be able to leave early to go to a doctor's appointment? The answer, simply, is no.

I'm glad I have a job. It's a job I do well. But don't fault me for wanting to do the minimum. Doing the maximum means more stress, more people looking down their nose at you, and you leaving here every other Friday with the exact same paycheck.

Sure, this isn't the most Christ-like attitude I've ever had. But I've been worn down. I came into this job seeking and craving acceptance and responsibility. And that eagerness was broken by the corporate machine, however cliche that sounds.

But hey, at least today is Thursday and that means tomorrow is Casual Friday...so I can wear jeans with a non-graphic tee shirt. And these are the things I look forward to...

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

it's late and I get like this when it's late...

late nights and little sleep induce a depression in me that isn't there when it's daylight (mostly).

but I got to talk to my friend autumn about her new (it's official as of last night) boyfriend and my heart is glad.

and I've found some inspiration through my friend and yours Matt Wertz in his aptly named song, "I Will Not Take My Love Away."

I will not take my love away
When praises cease and seasons change
While the world turns the other way
I will not take my love away

I will not leave you all alone
When striving leads you far from home
And there's no yield for what you've sown
I will not leave you all alone

I will give you what you need
In plenty or in poverty
Forever, always, look to me
And I will give you what you need

I will not take my love away.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Epiphany

Epiphany:

I am 26 years old (27 in a month) and something just hit me:

If I find large, ahem, portly (ok, lumberjackish) men wildly attractive, then what is stopping someone from finding ME wildly attractive.

Answer: nothing.

Yes, this seems like a DUH kind of moment, but this has just not occurred to me.

On a similar note:
Our new full-timer at work is totally my "type" in the portly and funny department--but thankfully he's married and has a one-year-old son. Phew. That could have been dangerous. (Bep, he looks like Adam Todd...whom I about fell over the first time I met him. Thankfully he's married too, has a kid and lives in Nicaragua!)

I've discovered Terra Cotta has this friend. This friend is physically and ideologically perfect for me. Perfect. Beard. Big. Adorable. I'm currently trying all tactics possible to convince him he should be our Yenta. If he gets us together, I hereby declare Terra Cotta Sugarbaker gets to choose the bridesmaid dresses.

Man oh man. I'm a mess.

Irvin's a Republican. I'm ok with this information. He likes Obama, so that's nice.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

just couldn't resist...

just too funny:





Oh look, Mary’s is hosting an Obama pep rally next Friday, September 19. Since the official Obama campaign started pulling ads and staff out of Georgia, it is now solely up to Mary’s Boys-4-Obama to keep Hope alive in our state.
I am telling you so far in advance so you can get your easily-removable patriotic costume ready for the strip-a-thon! (You are only eligible if you are a boy and 4 Obama, obviously.) This event might be a good opportunity for those of you assholes who STILL haven’t registered to vote* in Atlanta to do so.
And since First Lady is the campiest job in America held by a straight person, Mary’s is having you dress up as your favorite First Lady (or Head of State; boring). When I was trying to think of my favorite First Lady, I realized I LOVE THEM ALL! I’m guessing there will be a lot of Betty Fords and Jackie Kennedys, but I hope some people will be creative and go old school as Dolley Madison and Grace Coolidge. Also, Rosalynn Carter, duh, because she hangs out in Atlanta and is still a fox. Or Nancy Reagan and her psychic. Or Little Edie Beale, who was not a First Lady but close enough.
*Alternatively, you can download a voter registration application on the Secretary of State’s website and mail it in. SO EASY.

courtesy of: PecanneLog: Ladyblogging Atlanta

Friday, September 5, 2008

Paulo :)

I had to call TJ's a moment ago to tell Paulo something (someone really ticked me off and screwed up a project of training new employees he and I had set up last night...grrrr...) and he was all peppy on the phone. I told him what I needed to tell him, and then out of no where he asked how my Cotillion preperations were coming.

How cute. I like boys that remember details of my life and remember the things I get excited about.

That is all. Good day.

the house is a no-go...

So, I wasn't crazy, head-over-heels in love with the townhouse...and now we're not going to buy it. Something has come up (and for the first time in my life I don't actually feel like talking about it...) and we're going to wait a year to buy and renew our apartment lease.

Just thought I'd let you guys know. Thanks for the prayers! At this point, let's just hope we can get our earnest money back!


Oh, and about Irvin (we shall forever call him by his bowling name, Kojak): we "chatted" last night over Facebook's IM feature. I initiated the conversation...and it was just awkward. I realize that not everyone is an avid IM/email communicator like me, but still. And since we chatted (not for long and not about anything really interesting or important), I didn't get a response to my last email. And he was doing so well on his emailing!

Oh well. It's Friday and tomorrow is COTILLION! HIP HIP HOORAY! I called earlier this week and made an appointment for four manicures and three pedicures (because Terra Cotta Sugarbaker is too ticklish for a pedicure...how gay!)--and so myself, Madonna Elizabeth Bottomwood (Madge to her friends), Terra Cotta and Kevin (Terra Cotta's boyfriend) are all going together to get ourselves all dolled up and I'm so excited!

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Another blog...begging for support!

Here is the copy of an email I sent out this morning:


Well friends, I need some help. It's been almost a year and a half and Bowl-A-Rama time is upon us again! This email is late in the coming, but I believe in you guys. If you love independent music, or just music in general, or you love me and you know how much I love music, then please donate! The lineup at Rebuilt has never been as strong as it is now and I really believe that these guys and gal are going places, and wouldn't you like to be in on the ground floor of supporting someone who just might be the next big thing*?

Last year I asked most of you for sponsorship and we as a team raised $14,000! Pretty good for a day of bowling if I do say so myself. Let's get the 3rd annual Bowl-A-Rama off to an even better start...


More Bowl-A-Rama info:

This year's Bowl-A-Rama is September 20th (virtually DAYS away...please help me reach my goal!) and it will again be in Athens, GA. This is an annual fund raiser for my friends over at Rebuilt Records, your friendly neighborhood non-profit record label. Rebuilt exists to record, promote, and develop artists of unique message, willful purpose, and spiritual maturity through programs and products that are spiritually significant, artistically excellent, and culturally relevant (imagine having to say THAT each time you answered the phone!).

I have agreed to bowl 100 frames, and risk the use of my right arm for a week after the tournament, to help raise money for Rebuilt again this year and have people (you!) sponsor me for each frame. My personal goal is $1000.

We as a team need to raise $18,000 to pay for things like: electricity, Internet, recording, studio time, mastering, CD printing, you know--stuff to make a record label work.

You can donate on a per frame basis (and the past two years I have successfully completed the 100 frame tourney), or you can just donate on a lump-sum basis and then you don't have to worry about multiplication tables and all that messy math stuff.

I've set up a blog specifically for Bowl-A-Rama. When you donate, I will gladly post a blog elegantly and eloquently describing how I know you and why I think you're terrific. Unless of course you don't want me to. I'll just post a "Thanks To Anonymous for their donation" blog :).

I know times are hard for everyone...but think how hard things are for traveling musicians! Also, I take credit cards! I have a PayPal account set up for this, but I'm currently in some communications with their tech people about why I can't get a button to work on the blog. So, for right this instant, I'm accepting cash and check, and if you'd like to do credit card, we can totally work with Rebuilt on accepting that. And please know you can just respond to this email with a pledge (that's all I'm looking for right this moment)--you can pay in installments (I'm sponsoring myself for $1 a frame and Rebuilt will be receiving several checks and/or wadded-up cash from me to equal $100), or you can pay when it's a little more convenient for you.

Rebuilt Records' Address:
PO BOX 5656
Athens, GA 30604

If you write a check, please put Bowl-A-Rama in the memo line along with my name.

When you email me your pledge, please also give me your full mailing address (these donations are tax deductible so we need to know where to send your receipt next tax season!).

Let me know if you need any more info and I look forward to working with you guys and blog-blog-blogging away!

Oh, and you're certainly welcome to pass this information along to whomever you please! Let's get this party started right (let's get this party started quick-ly).

I send my sincerest thanks in advance!

MUCH love,
Anna


*Gratuitous pandering to those who are fame-hanger-on-ers like myself.

Kojak

I mentioned the Bowl-A-Rama that I'm participating in later this month to Irvin...

And I quote:

If I'm available, I'm definitely down for bowling (my bowling name is Kojak) and
you might just have to show me the lay of the land for Atlanta miniature
golf courses.


Well, my bowling ball's name is Myrna (it's engraved, I can't make this stuff up), so I guess we're kind of even.

I love this.

hmmm

Irvin wants the link to my blog.

I think he'll have to earn that access right. I did send him a friendship request on facebook this evening though (at his urging! he sent me his link in an email!)

man, I gotta stop staying up until 1:30 EST. This is getting silly.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Steven's Must Haves/Can't Stands

he seems perfectly lovely...but he just seems, well, serious. and, well, I don't know.

here is his list. I'll post mine below his, just so you can see them.


Must Haves:
Intellect...... I must have a partner who is bright and can share my understanding of the world as well as enjoy discussing important issues.
Spirituality...... I must have someone with a similar deep commitment to spirituality, who shares my beliefs.
Emotionally Healthy...... I must have a partner who is emotionally healthy, and able to share a stable life with someone else.
Tolerant...... I must have a partner who is able to hear and appreciate divergent viewpoints.
Self-Confident...... I must have a partner who knows and believes in himself/herself throughout life's ups and downs.
Adaptability...... I must have a partner who is able to adapt to life's surprises.
Emotionally Generous...... I must have a partner who enjoys people and is generous with his or her compassion, attention, sympathies and love.
Exciting...... I must have someone who isn't afraid to take a risk and who sees life as an adventure.
Strong Character...... I must have a partner who is honest and strong enough to do the right thing.
Chemistry...... I must feel deeply in love with and attracted to my partner.

Can't Stands:
Gossip...... I can't stand someone who loves to talk about other people.
Dependence...... I can't stand someone who bases their happiness on me.
Materialistic...... I can't stand someone who sees material items as a measure of success.
Grudges...... I can't stand someone who has a chip on their shoulder.
Judgmental...... I can't stand someone who finds fault with everyone and everything.
Racist...... I can't stand someone who believes that any particular ethnic group to which they belong is superior to the rest of humanity.
Drugs...... I can't stand someone who uses illegal recreational drugs.
Self-Centered...... I can't stand someone whose main topic of conversation is himself/herself.
Mean Spirited...... I can't stand someone who has a devious nature and is mean to others.
Intolerance...... While I understand that religious conviction is a positive trait, I can't stand someone who is self-righteous and feels that their particular faith is the only one that matters.

My list:
Must Haves:
Sense of Humor...... I must have someone who is sharp and can enjoy the humorous side of life.
Artistry...... I must have a partner who has a passion for music, literature, drama, art, and the finer things in life either as a spectator or participant.
Relaxed...... I must have a partner who is able to forget about money and focus on the important parts of life.
Tolerant...... I must have a partner who is able to hear and appreciate divergent viewpoints.
Communicator...... I must have someone who is good at talking and listening.
Spirit of Volunteerism...... I must have a partner who shares my willingness to volunteer and support community and/or social causes.
Emotionally Generous...... I must have a partner who enjoys people and is generous with his or her compassion, attention, sympathies and love.
Religious Practice...... My partner must be committed to being an active member of a church or temple congregation.
Patience...... I must have someone who can handle life's frustrations or momentary setbacks with a patient, steady, demeanor.
Strong Character...... I must have a partner who is honest and strong enough to do the right thing.


Can't Stands:
Worrier...... I can't stand someone who easily loses perspective and constantly worries.
Anger...... I can't stand someone who can't manage their anger, who yells, or bottles it up inside.
Workaholic...... I can't stand someone who treats everything in life as secondary to their job.
Petty...... I can't stand someone who focuses on imperfection.
Extremely Shy...... I can't stand someone who is so shy that they cannot open up and share with me.
Undependable...... I can't stand someone who fails to come through and is unreliable.
Self-Centered...... I can't stand someone whose main topic of conversation is himself/herself.
Depressed...... I can't stand someone who is constantly unhappy about their life.
Infidelity...... I can't stand someone who engages in sex outside a committed relationship.
Pessimism...... I can't stand someone who always sees the glass as half empty.

I've been remiss

thank you very much to Katie/Kate, whichever name she goes by today; I have been reminded that there are some loose ends.


First off, the Fridge that I met on the stairway either lives with his girlfriend on the third floor of my building or else he visits a lot. Either way, he's off limits and off my radar. Sad day.


Secondly, Piano Boy seems unaffected by my field trip to visit him playing jazz. I mean, it was a good night, it just happened to be a good "friend" night. Oh well, c'est la vie. I shan't really dwell on it--I'm definitely out of my phase of wanting boys that can't or won't be mine. I don't pine gracefully, that's for sure. He's a nice chap and if he's in town he's going to be my "date" to the only man I've ever loved's 38th birthday (oh my goodness! 38! wow!) that's being held at Turner Field for a Braves baseball game.


Thirdly, I have still not heard back from BC from eHarmony and also from my church. He's yet to worship with us again. I refuse to take responsibility for this disappearance; he had missed the two or three Sundays previous to my contacting him online. I have closed our communication on eHarmony and have effectively moved on. So sad, I know.


Fourthly, Steven, the one I copy/pasted his entire profile here, and I are still in communication. We're at level 3 of the 4-tiered process. He has sent me his list of must haves/can't stands. I read them last night and I don't know how I feel about them. I'm trying to be cautious and calm. I will probably send him my list this evening--or this week for sure.


Fifthly, here is the link to the townhouse we put an earnest money check and signed a contract on on Sunday...nothing's official, but it's definitely a possibility. I'm quite tired of renting, and however much I'd love to live in the city, I just can't afford somewhere safe...and I really like the city I'm living in now, so it's good. It's all good.


Sixthly, here is the cell phone picture of my actual picture of Paulo because I'm not at home and don't have access to my photo files right at the moment:



Kate/ie: sorry if it doesn't live up to the Xerxes picture I painted earlier. I apologize. :)

Irvin

that's his name. that's the name of my latest suitor.


And the wait for his next correspondence is decadently lovely.

that is all.

that's my Maine...

Now, I've been banned from a whole library system for not bringing books back (it's a fact. I can't ever get a library account in the town where I grew up again.) but it was only out of negligence, never out of prudishness.

Check this out.