The internet is down at my office – apparently some kind of wiring issue, which I anticipate is due to the fire alarm system updates going on next door. (One probably has nothing to do with the other, but I need to blame someone.)
You don’t realize how much you rely on the internet until you’re not able to use it. “Internet’s down? Guess I’ll just check my email.” Nice try. “Internet’s down? Guess I’ll just check my voicemail.” Not on your VOIP phone, you won’t. “Internet’s down? Guess I’ll just work on that poster of student pictures.” Except that requires access to a student information system, which requires … the internet.
It blows my mind to think that people ever worked without the internet, without networked EVERYTHING. Every time I watch Mad Men, Peggy is talking about how busy she is, and I’m just like, “What are you doing, REALLY? Sitting around, writing things on paper? All day, every day? Did people really ever get paid to do that?”
But they did, as recently as fifteen years ago. You came to work, and maybe the internet was a tool you used to help facilitate your projects, but certainly not something that was required to be productive.
My, how times have changed.
I found this thing yesterday after the end of our departmental commencement ceremony. I’m pretty sure one of our undergrads brought it, after wearing it as a sandwich board to the main ceremony. She left it with us, which means it’s now going to forever live in my office as a reminder that my job is awesome and hilarious.
I sat through a training this morning, but the only thing I was doing the entire time was staring out the window at this view and counting down the seconds until I could take a picture.
I’m finally starting to get comfortable at work. It’s a nice feeling, and one that I thought needed to be celebrated with office decorations! But since all of my decor from my previous office is in a box in a storage unit somewhere in Merced, my new office will have to settle for a single Buster Posey bobblehead.
Don’t worry, dude. I’ll get you some new friends soon enough.
I had to run to another department yesterday to pick up some paperwork I needed, but I went directly from lunch and was coming from a different direction and got totally lost in what is apparently the New Guinea Statue Garden. So I did what any rational person would do and stopped to take pictures. You’re welcome.
I think it’s totally bad ass that my place of work is dedicated enough to research that they have whole buildings dedicated to study centers. For example, this isn’t the Earthquake Engineering Center, located in some random building. This is THE Earthquake Engineering Center BUILDING.
(For the record, we also have one for turbulence studies.)
My boss got me this orchid as a “housewarming” gift for my desk. Has no one told her about my record with plants? I killed a cactus once, you guys. Couldn’t have she have gotten me a puppy or something instead? Those are way easier.
I found this posted on a bulletin board the other day, on one of my lunchtime walks around campus. I thought Yiddish was a dead language. Apparently, I thought wrong.
I spend a majority of my lunch hour each day walking around campus. I do this partially because it’s a huge fucking campus, and I need to learn my way around sooner than later. But mostly, I do it so I can admire and snap shots of the Victorian-era Mission-style architecture. I didn’t know you could combine those, but I’m so glad someone did.