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Fanfarlo – The Walls Are Coming Down

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October 17, 2010 at 3:59 pm

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Kazan

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I was standing behind my colleague, trying to follow what she was doing. I still didn’t have my accounts or rights, so all I could do was looking at what people did and trying to remember it for the time I might do it as well.
Then the colleague to the left moaned to herself. We looked at her.

C1: “Can you tell me how I am supposed to log this?”
 
We looked at her screen, a request form was opened there, filled out with all necessary things but nothing else. No contact address, no phone number, no email of the requester. Just one line of text.
My colleagues started bitching a bit in Polish until I asked: “Uhm, do you really need a signed request form to get someone to explain you something?”

They looked at it again, the text of the form read: “please send someone from the Lotus Notes team so he can explain a few things to me”

C2: “Well, I guess she won’t actually get someone to come from Kazan to Munich. That would be a bit over the top.”
Me: “Kazan?”
C2: “Yup, nice city in Russia. That’s where the team has been outsourced to. We never heard of it before, but it is pretty big. But anyway, it’s a bit far away to just come over and answer some questions.”
C1: “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”

She pointed at the screen.

C1: “Her boss signed it, and we got a valid billing address.”
 
So, after a bit of discussion we sent it on to the next department, and they signed it too.
Right now it is in Russia, and people there can decide whether they want to send someone to Germany. To explain a few things about using Lotus Notes.

Picture: Kazan by night, by Andrij Bulba under creative commons

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October 11, 2010 at 7:07 pm

Posted in Work

Crawl before you walk

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In my last job I was thrown into actual work within my first hour there. It’s not like I am adverse to working, but I found that a bit harsh. Other jobs before gave me at least the time to listen in to some of the guided tours I was supposed to conduct afterwards, but my interviewer job had me call people I did not know about a subject I didn’t know anything about just after I started.
This time it’s  a bit different. I am supposed to help people about some computer problems and for that I have to learn how to do that. Unfortunately that also means I am sitting around doing pretty much nothing, reading all those documents they have describing all those various things they are doing, and listening in to some calls, when there are calls.
I was bored out of my mind yesterday, and that was only my second day. The other German there told me there would be another 2 months of that.
Oh joy.
Not that I am willing to start working on that so fast, we are servicing a rather big bank, and if anything goes wrong in that business the shit is going to hit the fan pretty quickly. Better to learn to walk first.

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September 15, 2010 at 10:34 am

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Tim Minchin – Prejudice

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I recently stumbled over Mr Minchin by way of clicking enough links on Youtube until his videos popped up. He is a man with a piano. And he seems not afraid to use it.

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September 15, 2010 at 10:09 am

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Boxing A Life

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“How the hell?” both me, my parents, and my roomies were asking each other. “How the hell did all of that fit into this small room?!”
When I moved out yesterday I tried to put my stuff away as neatly as possible, into carefully assigned boxes so I later would be able to easily distinguish between what I needed and what I could leave in storage. Then I got fed up with that system and threw everything I could get into the half-empty boxes to sort out later. That must have been roughly at the time when I noticed that no matter what I would be doing, I could never bring even half of the stuff I wanted to Poland. 
Another four boxes of books and DVDs and CDs and whatever stuff I considered worthy keeping gathering dust.
Some day! I tell myself. I will come and bring all this to my own house! Which just might look like a library but we just needed the space under the sink too, and anyway a lavatory is not a bad place for Pynchon, at least you got some time there.

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September 10, 2010 at 11:31 pm

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Mixed Pickles I

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  • “Why, though, would anyone send a big stack of AARP magazines to teenage
    and twenty-something soldiers in a war zone? Or a box full of Sensodyne
    prescription-strength toothpaste tubes? Or a powder blue “Hello Kitty”
    t-shirt?” –
    The Atlantic Sep 4. 2010
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September 10, 2010 at 11:11 pm

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Prologue

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It is evening. I am sitting in my kitchen (still mine!), listen to the dishwasher sploshing about, the cracking of the coffee maker (why does it DO that?!), and I wonder what I brought upon myself.
In three days I will move to another country. For love of course (what else?). But I don’t speak the language, I don’t have a good job waiting there for me (at least I do have one though), and I hate leaving here.
I would hate leaving here anyway, and there was nearly no chance to get a job in this area. Not with my liberal arts degree. I would have had to leave anyway.

I tell that to myself all the time.

Now I am moving to Poland to work in customer support for a computer company. I have the strong suspicion that no matter what I would have done during that interview they might have looked on me favorable. Try to find a native German willing to move into this town.
It is one of these town. One of those everybody only moves out of I guess. Second largest city in the country and nobody abroad even knows the name.
 
I just had the idea to write down stuff. Also to write at all. I used to do that a lot when blogging was all the rage and everybody seemed to start a new blog on every corner in this mudhole. Another blog about how they would like to cut themselves and how much they hated the world and wanted to die. Or another one about how bad politicians fucked up again. For some reason they all seem to fit into one or another cliche. So this is more of an afterthought. Let’s put down how mess up my life this time. Do I sound a bit too negative?
Sorry, but I am really tired. And I have been tired for a long time now.

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September 8, 2010 at 1:46 pm

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