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Without realizing, I had scheduled my dentist appointment (two fillings, which totally makes my finances whimper) for Friday the 13th. Which was actually kind of fine - I honestly tend to have good luck with Fridays the 13th. And I was totally blase about going to the dentist - 'oh, it's not big deal, except for the expense' I repeated, to multiple people. Until I actually walked into the office, and realized I was jittery with nerves. Which isn't too surprising, since I've had some heavy-handed hacks working on my teeth.
Plus I've watched Alias.
This was the first time I've had a filling with this dentist, and it actually went really well.
And then, since my dentist is literally next door to work, and I wanted to make up some of the hours I didn't work on July 4th, I ended up doing six hours of data entry (plus obsessively refreshing my personal email on my iTouch). Which was actually quite pleasant - I got major points for coming in on a Friday and I listened to a lot of Lana Del Ray*. One of the things I'm doing is taking notes on clients from one database to another and there is a ton of entering dates and oh my fucking god can I rant about this for a minute? In the new program, dates in regards to appointments are written US standard: month/day/year and the date of birth is written: year/month/day (all numeric). They are in different formats, apparently, for the sole purpose of fucking with me. And in the OLD database, which is where I'm taking information from dates are sometimes written US standard and sometimes written day/first three letters of the month/year.
After a couple of hours of this, I have no idea a.) what day it is or b.) which number corresponds to which month.
That said, work is going MUCH better than it has been (there are less problems, the new clinician thinks I'm awesome, and I have a super-low threshold of caring). For me. My friend found out today that due to a weird screw up in the system he's going to have to completely redo the project he'd been working on since Monday.
*Lana Del Ray's song Carmen reminds me SO STRONGLY of a gender-swapped Tony Stark, I can't even tell you.
Plus I've watched Alias.
This was the first time I've had a filling with this dentist, and it actually went really well.
And then, since my dentist is literally next door to work, and I wanted to make up some of the hours I didn't work on July 4th, I ended up doing six hours of data entry (plus obsessively refreshing my personal email on my iTouch). Which was actually quite pleasant - I got major points for coming in on a Friday and I listened to a lot of Lana Del Ray*. One of the things I'm doing is taking notes on clients from one database to another and there is a ton of entering dates and oh my fucking god can I rant about this for a minute? In the new program, dates in regards to appointments are written US standard: month/day/year and the date of birth is written: year/month/day (all numeric). They are in different formats, apparently, for the sole purpose of fucking with me. And in the OLD database, which is where I'm taking information from dates are sometimes written US standard and sometimes written day/first three letters of the month/year.
After a couple of hours of this, I have no idea a.) what day it is or b.) which number corresponds to which month.
That said, work is going MUCH better than it has been (there are less problems, the new clinician thinks I'm awesome, and I have a super-low threshold of caring). For me. My friend found out today that due to a weird screw up in the system he's going to have to completely redo the project he'd been working on since Monday.
*Lana Del Ray's song Carmen reminds me SO STRONGLY of a gender-swapped Tony Stark, I can't even tell you.
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