Rambly stuff below the cut - dance class, work interestingness

  • Aw yeah dance class.  I’ve gotten a lot better about giving myself sufficient time for the drive so I’m not flying in hella stressed like ZOMG I hope the previous class ran over so I have time to put on my heels
  • Now I pull in with 10 minutes or so to spare, saunter in, sign the sign-in sheet, sit in the chairs off to the side and relax, put on my shoes at my leisure, and am ready to go snag a pole as soon as the previous class dismisses.
  • I’m glad I didn’t go to the beginner pole class last night, and went to Wicked Wednesday instead.  Way more fun.  
  • It wasn’t because that was what I wanted initially, just that I was waitlisted for beginner last night so I registered for WW instead, then got an email saying I was moved from waitlist to in, but when I looked at the registration site it said “unconfirmed”, and fucked if I’m going to take an hour-ish round trip and spend $5 on bridge fare for a “maybe you’re in this class but maybe you’re not”.  I tried calling to confirm, but nobody answered.  
  • I can’t do two classes back to back though, so that let me go tonight, which I wouldn’t have been able to do if I’d gone last night.
  • WW is way more fun.  Wayyyy more fun.  I actually successfully did like 3 different spins!  Multiple times, even!  
  • WW is a multilevel class, so the instructor gives us the next move in the routine, then gives variations both up and down in difficulty, so everyone can find something they’re capable of.  Like, one spin in the routine, was front hook if you can, basic fireman if you can’t, front-to-back hook if you can already do front hook and want a challenge.  (Which, holy SHIT that looked cool.)
  • There was an…incident where the girl next to me and I had some space overlap.  She needed to be closer to her pole at the end of the move we were doing; I needed to be further from mine because I’m tall and really leggy.  So we were moved closer toward each other’s space, and um…when we were doing a transition that had us moving backwards, I accidentally kicked her cause I couldn’t see behind me and we were closer to each other than I realized.
  • She was really nice about it though.  I apologized a million times, she insisted she was fine and that it was even okay cause we provided “comic relief” for the class.  
  • You know what’s the biggest part of that though?  A few months ago, an incident like that would have set off my social anxiety SO badly.  I’d have felt sick and been almost in tears and finished up the class and then left swearing I would NEVER COME BACK because I couldn’t stand to be around people who’d seen me fuck up like that and hurt someone. [TW: SELF-HARM]  Also would’ve spent the whole drive vividly imagining self-harm as “punishment” for my screwup. [END TW]
  • Tonight?  I felt embarrassed, yes, and really bad for kicking her.  But…shit moved on.  I left in a good mood, still riding a nice endorphin high, and am looking forward to class next week.
  • This is basically a miracle turnaround for me.  The ability to publicly fuck up without being buried under an avalanche of shame FOREVER AND EVERMORE?  Hot damn.  Go go pharmaceutical intervention.  
  • Oh and non-dance-related thing I didn’t mention earlier!  Tanya and I had a bitch session this afternoon.  The kind where nobody else was in the office so we commiserated a bit about irritating shit and annoying habits of coworkers.
  • She’s even more pissed with god-modding Consultant than I am.  He’s reached the point where he’s actually quite brusque with us “support staff” types, snappish when any of us raises reasonable objections to why we can’t just waive procedure and requirements to give him what he wants RIGHT THIS INSTANT DAMMIT.  So she’s sic’ing Cheryl (our accounting manager at the corporate office), Winona (the operations manager), and Jacque (the lawyer) on him, and hopefully our other consultant, a mild-mannered older guy I rather like who answers to the CFO directly, will be telling said CFO about Nick’s shenanigans in his next report.  
  • But the more…interesting…part was about the third member of the admin trio, Monica.  (Nosy coworker who screen-looks and outright told me to “leave something interesting up!” on my browser for her to snoop through I mean read, when she was subbing in for me while I did a bid run last week.  I closed all tabs and cleared my browser history entirely instead.  Kiss my ass, you nosy fuck.)
  • Apparently Monica is…not as efficient as I am.  Nor as on top of things (which cracks me up because there are definitely days where I am doing the bare fucking minimum because I’m tired or whatever, so she must be slacking like a motherfucker or something), nor as capable of doing shit without a zillion mistakes.  Monica’s handling closeout for the Napa job, in theory anyway, and I guess Tanya finally managed to find a couple of invoices that had been missing from the system, that Monica had just forgotten about, from June and July.  So Tanya’s kind of upset with her right now, as Monica is A: making Tanya’s job harder cause she has to go in and correct Monica’s mistakes, and B: bringing the Almighty Wrath of Cheryl down on our office on a regular basis, which usually falls in Tanya’s lap.
  • Tanya hinted that she hired Monica because of what Marci and Bryan (the office manager and engineer for Napa, respectively) had told her, and that if she had had a chance to work with her more directly for awhile first, she probably wouldn’t have hired her on from temp to perm.
  • And then she told me she wanted me to join them for the MasterBuilder training in a couple weeks.  MasterBuilder is project management/construction accounting software, apparently pretty complicated and hard to learn, and neither Tanya nor Monica has ever been formally taught it, so they need a real training on it.  Which I wasn’t going to be part of, because that’s outside the scope of my job.  But apparently Tanya has decided she wants me to learn it.
  • Is it just me, or does that, combined with the “I probably wouldn’t have hired her” thing, hint at a longer-term intention to widen my job description and let Monica go?  And perhaps at some point actually move me up the chain a bit or something?  
  • I have the feeling from Tanya that she thinks I’m underutilized where I am.  Which is true.  Because this is not the first time she’s mentioned wanting to give me more vital stuff to do and maybe hire a “regular” admin to do the little stuff.  Last time it was “procurement assistant”, working directly with the estimating team on the bidding process.  Now we’re talking project accounting, at least at an assistant level.  I just find it…interesting.
  • Okay, enough ego-stroking for tonight.  I’m going to go shake my budget and see if I can make a few bucks fall out, enough to stop by CVS for energy drinks and candy on my way to work tomorrow, and then go write some smut.  G’night!