MY LIFE - OCTOBER

Thursday, October 12, 2000

Angela is coming along just fine so far and I don't think there will be too much of a problem once she starts counting a little faster than she currently does. I don't really think that they need someone of my caliber in the pharmacy at night and Tom can probably handle most of the rushes by himself. But I have to keep working with her to make sure I've done everything that I can to get this over with. Hopefully in two weeks I'll be splitting time between the two stores and then maybe a week later be transferred over.

As I thought though, the directions and generics are giving her the most trouble. She can basically find a patient's profile in the computer and get it to where she's filling a new script, but the directions throw her simply because she hasn't seen them enough. Simple, mundane things that I see everyday are a problem for her and it's been hard for me to be patient, hard as I try.

The one thing that is getting annoying is having to repeat what I just said. I tell her to read what the monitor is telling her and she doesn't always seem to get the message the first time. It does eventually click with her, but it needs to be faster. I hate to be picky about this, but I don't want to find out that Tom's getting pissy because she isn't fast enough. I wasn't very fast when I first started and I'm still not all that fast now. I take my time because I want to make sure I get it right. There's a reason why I don't make that many mistakes when I fill a script.

She's learning though, and that's all I can ask of her. As much as I'd like to get out of there, I can't be picky about it and make her look like a complete idiot. I don't want to be the reason if she were to quit. I just have to take my time with her and make sure she's getting it straight. If I do that, then I've done everything I can do and there's nothing more to talk about on that.

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I slept a lot better last night despite the two cats flying around my room with reckless abandon most of the night. The difference between last night and the night before was neither landed on me for once. So I slept pretty well and was much calmer at work than I was yesterday when I was flying off the walls and getting into trouble.

I don't like being so crazy that people see me and think I'm immature. I don't like to perceived as being immature, but I'm not really sure what behavior constitutes as what. I like to have fun and sometimes it involves me getting a little crazy and out of control at times. Is that being immature, or is that something completely different.

It's an interesting dilema for me. Have fun but seem mature. I guess I don't know what I really want. I want to perceived by most as someone who's mature and capable of dealing with different situations, and yet at the same time I don't want be perceived as someone who's no fun, even if it's true. But I'm not really sure if it's possible or not.

If anyone can tell me what being immature is to you, e-mail me at wservo9@netscape.net and tell me.

I'd really like to know.