TOMORROW, ladies and gentlemen, marks my 90 days at my newfangled job. I have gone through some serious job hating and job hope, but tonight I have more hope than hate. I talked to one of the Powers-That-Be and he laid out their proposed long term plan for me. Unless I misunderstood part of it, here is what it looks like:
1) The receptionist on the research side is being trained to become a research assistant and eventually a study coordinator. She will be an assistant part time and thus will need to have the research desk covered part time.
2) I shall take over the research desk part time and learn the ropes.
3) Eventually, the pregnant lady will be "leaving" and no longer working the front desk on the clinic side, and will take my job as personal assistant.
4) I shall then work full time on the research side, eventually being trained to be a research assistant and then a study coordinator.
EXCITING, no? :) From last I heard, Preggerz will be "leaving" in December, which means my days might be numbered, in a fun kind of way.
Also, the main dude of the clinical side wants me to become a Professional Organizer, and they will, apparently, be paying for me to take classes to do such. I have NO IDEA how this will go and it kind of concerns me because I think they are kind of going to throw me into this and I'll have to flop around like a dead fish until I manage to flop myself into the fish tank and get used to the water. Maybe I'll pick up some tricks for my apartment.
In other non-work related news, however, I am now the proud sponsor of a beautiful little espresso child named Henok. He lives in Ethiopia and is 6 years old. Last week I volunteered at the Chonda Pierce show here and she was on tour with Warren Barfield (you know him from Fireproof, he sang "Love is not a fight") Well, we the volunteers manned a table about Food for the Hungry, an organization like World Vision, but a lot smaller, so more money actually goes to the children they support and whatnot. 93 cents on the dollar. I can't adequately explain it like Warren did, but I knew I had to sponsor a child and when I saw cute little Henok, I knew he was the one for me. So now he is part of Jason's and my little pseudo family. :)
Jason and I celebrated his month and a half ago birthday this weekend by attending a SKILLET concert. It was his very first concert within memory and my third time seeing skillet alone. Let me tell you, it was the best concert I have ever attended and it was definitely the most awesome skillet concert I've ever been to. I guess it makes a difference when it's actually a part of their tour and not just them giving a concert at Rock the Universe or Youth in Action. Our faces were literally rocked off. Our eardrums might have exploded. My vocal cords might not ever be the same. And we were in the balcony! We had a great view though, and we were not lacking any kind of auditory experience. It was absolutely phenomenal. We can't stop talking about it. Pan heads for life? Looks like it's turning out that way...