wacky wednesday....is it nearly friday?

once again, its been a while since i wrote, because all the days are blurring into one and im getting used to work life here. Ive become an expert nothing do-er. Yesterday, i opened Autocad and might have zoomed in and out once but no line was drawn, moved and not text was written. Don't ask me what i did for 8 hours, cos i cannot recall.

This morning ma'am came back from whereever she was and me and another guy was making coffee, she waltzed in and said "what is my tray doing there" (questioning look on our faces...how are we supposed to know?) "pack it away" - no hi, howzit, would you mind...

last week i wanted to find out about this mysterious provident fund i've been contributing to, aparently 6% is insurance and 7% pension/provident. So our payroll person wasn't able to tell me how much I should get if I die, or disabled or are sick. She wasn't able to give me a policy number saying that they are waiting for the fund (for 4 MONTHS?) After calling the fund, i found out that they have got our company registered, but not me. Therefore "someone" has simply been pocketing my insurance/pension - joy.

then there are the notes on my desk. "do not ever TOUCH the blinds or the window ever again" or "your in and out tray is NOT for filing" (with all my papers dumped on my chair)


numb...