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Feb. 22nd, 2022 09:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jazzfishToday's "well duh" discovery: biscuits with just barely not enough liquid in them get crispy-crunchy. Still tasty and edible, at least while warm and presumably also once cooled, but not my favourite. I even thought "you know, i bet this is not quite enough milk" and stopped anyway, because biscuit dough that's too wet is really, really obnoxious to work with. Now I know.
Eggs and biscuits for breakfast on my first day of work. Which day looks to be taken up primarily with reading up on the software I'll be documenting and having an orientation meeting. It ought to involve a bunch of HR-type paperwork as well but my laptop hasn't arrived yet, because it shipped from Houston TX on Thursday. And while that's a reasonable timeframe for it to get to Vancouver (and indeed it's been at the FedEx depot in Richmond since Friday morning), getting up north is at least an extra day, and getting delivered to a rural location (ie, Not Prince George) likely another.
That's if it gets here at all, of course, because someone (probably me but maybe them) put in the wrong address so it's going to unit 113 instead of unit 103. Thankfully rural life may mean that I get saved there: the delivery guy knows me and I can just say "hey, that's actually mine." Unfortunately when I pinged him yesterday he said it was probably going to the post office, when it doesn't even have a PO box on it. So I get to go talk to them again this morning and tell them to be on the lookout for a package that's misaddressed to me.
Fun times all around. At least they're paying me.
It is weird to not have to worry about Simbatude things, though. There's a certain conscious relief in the knowledge that I won't have to interact with Hector again, or bite my tongue when Pat (bossboss or possibly bossbossboss, it was unclear) neglects to convey to developers that they really ought to at least look like they give a damn about getting information to the writers on time. There's also a nagging sense hanging out in my backbrain that I ought to be checking in on something, making sure that there aren't any last-minute releases popping up or what have you. That'll dissipate in time.
Eggs and biscuits for breakfast on my first day of work. Which day looks to be taken up primarily with reading up on the software I'll be documenting and having an orientation meeting. It ought to involve a bunch of HR-type paperwork as well but my laptop hasn't arrived yet, because it shipped from Houston TX on Thursday. And while that's a reasonable timeframe for it to get to Vancouver (and indeed it's been at the FedEx depot in Richmond since Friday morning), getting up north is at least an extra day, and getting delivered to a rural location (ie, Not Prince George) likely another.
That's if it gets here at all, of course, because someone (probably me but maybe them) put in the wrong address so it's going to unit 113 instead of unit 103. Thankfully rural life may mean that I get saved there: the delivery guy knows me and I can just say "hey, that's actually mine." Unfortunately when I pinged him yesterday he said it was probably going to the post office, when it doesn't even have a PO box on it. So I get to go talk to them again this morning and tell them to be on the lookout for a package that's misaddressed to me.
Fun times all around. At least they're paying me.
It is weird to not have to worry about Simbatude things, though. There's a certain conscious relief in the knowledge that I won't have to interact with Hector again, or bite my tongue when Pat (bossboss or possibly bossbossboss, it was unclear) neglects to convey to developers that they really ought to at least look like they give a damn about getting information to the writers on time. There's also a nagging sense hanging out in my backbrain that I ought to be checking in on something, making sure that there aren't any last-minute releases popping up or what have you. That'll dissipate in time.
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Date: 2022-02-22 06:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-02-22 06:33 pm (UTC)For starters, this went FedEx, not USPS/Canada Post, so any unpredictability is on the FedEx end. And in my experience couriers (UPS, FedEx, DHL, Purolator, etc) are less reliable up here: they go to either the receiving centre at the Dollar Store in town, or to the delivery guy who's based one town over, or sometimes, unpredictably, to the Post Office.
(As a side note, sending anything internationally by courier is terrible for the recipient. They all like to charge you for estimated customs fees, which, okay though they somehow always overestimate, and also charge you for taking care of the customs stuff. UPS is particularly bad about this: in one instance they wanted to charge me $80 to clear a pair of $110 sandals. Canada Post will only charge you for any actually assesed customs charges, which are frequently "zero.")
Canada Post itself ... I like the USPS a lot; I like Canada Post less. Some of that's inherent to the challenges in trying to serve one-tenth the population, spread (very) unevenly over about the same land area. Some of it's down to bad decisions made in the name of saving money / turning a profit. In general I find Canada Post to be reliable but slow. Which, these days, may be better than the USPS. :(
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Date: 2022-02-22 07:15 pm (UTC)