Zen and the art of...
As some of you will know, I recently did 2 weeks as little more than a photocopy monkey, for a ludicrous hourly rate (£9.55/hr). What I did know (after the second day) was how much I would get paid per hour, and how long they expected this to go on for.
What I didn't know, was how relaxing I would find the churning of the photocopier, the consistant thud of the "Controlled Document" stamp, the gentle hissing of a sheet of paper going into a plastic folder, and the satisfying clunk of a ring binder being snapped shut.
What things have you been totally surprised at how relaxing they are, after being apprehensive about them at the start?
What I didn't know, was how relaxing I would find the churning of the photocopier, the consistant thud of the "Controlled Document" stamp, the gentle hissing of a sheet of paper going into a plastic folder, and the satisfying clunk of a ring binder being snapped shut.
What things have you been totally surprised at how relaxing they are, after being apprehensive about them at the start?
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Hee hee hee...
To answer the actual question though: Carting patients around in a biggish hospital with a very poorly (or rather, not very much) planned layout. Initially the multitude of ways I could screw up seemed daunting, not to mention the horrible prospect of in-transit medical emergencies (which I soon learned that I, as untrained personnel, was unlikely to encounter since I would not be assigned to transports where such events were probable). Add to this the confusing layout of the hospital with multiple routes to any destination and small, half-secret shortcuts, and you had the perfect mixture for a stressful job. And stressful it was, sometimes, but after the first couple of weeks I had most of the standard procedures down pat and could just zone out for extended periods of time as the workday trudged past me, chit-chatting with the patients if they seemed like they were in the mood for it, or just thinking my own thoughts about everything and nothing.
watching the text fly by.
also, mittens.
driving with the heat on high is a little too relaxing also... sometimes I almost fall asleep at the wheel <img src="style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/sad-fix.gif" style="vertical-align:middle" emoid=":(" border="0" alt="sad-fix.gif" />
I just feel really at home behind the wheel I guess, and whether I'm on ice, snow, in dirt, wherever, I never lose control. *Shrug*