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I love my boss
But first, an apology. I don't mean to wangst in this journal so much. Life's just been a little bit... intense lately and while I do have wonderful friends at whom I can blow off steam, a lot of the pressure happens to build up while I'm at work, where I can't reach them. So, my apologies.
But back to my boss. He really is a very good manager. I would be incredibly, incredibly lucky if I had bosses half as reasonable as him for the rest of my life. He's very good at both extracting productivity and at treating us like humans and not coding machines. He's willing to help guide me through the ins and outs of general office politics and how to be a good subordinate -- not just a good worker, which I hope I am anyway, but someone who knows how to get along honestly and well with their boss.
I had kind of a bit of a bad moment this morning. Some of you may know that I'm currently on this regimen where my optometrist is trying to fix my eyes. I put these special contact lenses in at night that change the shape of my cornea, and in the mornings I take them off and see better. The effect wears off over the course of the day. My eyesight is normally 20/400, and these days right after I take them off in the morning it's near-perfect, exceting the astigmatism. The astigmatism is not partcicularly bothersome for seeing things far away, like for driving, but it makes it nearly impossible for me to read anything. I've spent the last couple of weeks typing mainly by muscle memory, so if you've seen the number of typos I make increase, that's why.
At any rate, this means that I spend the majority of my day with roughly 20/40 eyesight and not a thing I can do about it. I see about as badly with my (very large prescription glasses) on or off. This is really, really frustrating for someone like me, who spends the vast majority of her time reading, writing, drawing, or doing other close work. It gets downright stressful when I have a time limit or deadline hanging over me and all the work involves coding and looking at tiny details of websites.
It really sucks, and this morning I ended up kind of crying in my office about it a little, because I felt horribly unproductive. Apparently my family had noticed some kind of mopy-ness about the whole vision thing, because my dad, of all people, actually called me and told me that I should go talk to my boss about it.
And I did.
And now I feel a little bit better about being so slow at work lately. I've always prided myself on being one of the most productive people in the office, so it's been a bit of a blow to my (admittedly over-inflated) pride to be working at what I perceive to be a snail's pace. I still feel bad about it, but at least I know my boss doesn't think badly of me for it.
But back to my boss. He really is a very good manager. I would be incredibly, incredibly lucky if I had bosses half as reasonable as him for the rest of my life. He's very good at both extracting productivity and at treating us like humans and not coding machines. He's willing to help guide me through the ins and outs of general office politics and how to be a good subordinate -- not just a good worker, which I hope I am anyway, but someone who knows how to get along honestly and well with their boss.
I had kind of a bit of a bad moment this morning. Some of you may know that I'm currently on this regimen where my optometrist is trying to fix my eyes. I put these special contact lenses in at night that change the shape of my cornea, and in the mornings I take them off and see better. The effect wears off over the course of the day. My eyesight is normally 20/400, and these days right after I take them off in the morning it's near-perfect, exceting the astigmatism. The astigmatism is not partcicularly bothersome for seeing things far away, like for driving, but it makes it nearly impossible for me to read anything. I've spent the last couple of weeks typing mainly by muscle memory, so if you've seen the number of typos I make increase, that's why.
At any rate, this means that I spend the majority of my day with roughly 20/40 eyesight and not a thing I can do about it. I see about as badly with my (very large prescription glasses) on or off. This is really, really frustrating for someone like me, who spends the vast majority of her time reading, writing, drawing, or doing other close work. It gets downright stressful when I have a time limit or deadline hanging over me and all the work involves coding and looking at tiny details of websites.
It really sucks, and this morning I ended up kind of crying in my office about it a little, because I felt horribly unproductive. Apparently my family had noticed some kind of mopy-ness about the whole vision thing, because my dad, of all people, actually called me and told me that I should go talk to my boss about it.
And I did.
And now I feel a little bit better about being so slow at work lately. I've always prided myself on being one of the most productive people in the office, so it's been a bit of a blow to my (admittedly over-inflated) pride to be working at what I perceive to be a snail's pace. I still feel bad about it, but at least I know my boss doesn't think badly of me for it.
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Therefore, wangst on, dear friend.
PS: How much of a correction can you ultimately expect from these eye retainer things?
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But yeah, it's like braces for your eyes. And about as annoying, too.
Well, if I wear them long/consistently enough, it should take care of just about all of it. I might still need glasses for reading and such, but I would be able to go about most of my life without glasses just fine.
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And why is the rum gone!?
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Seriously. I'd forgotten waht my face looked like without them. When I took them off I couldn't see myself in a mirror.
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