Yesterday/Thursday, my only day of the week in The Main Department, I was hit with another curveball: Go into the lab and help cut open packages so we can all process the samples that come in ASAP. People in The Main Department rotate doing that job, but I have to tell you that it's been more than a year since I have been in the lab. I pretty much forgot what to do. Add that it's no fun picking up samples of piss that have leaked, and I spent the first half of my workday on my butt, putting labels on plastic bags (technically I didn't open a single package at work yesterday/Thursday), hoping to God piss didn't seep through my latex gloves and get on my hands, and holding my nose so I don't have to smell said leaky piss.
On top of that, for the second half of the day I was assigned (and I knew this on Wednesday) scanning duties. These scanners, which have been workhorses scanning tens of thousands of forms I'm sure, now break down with regularity. If a form gets jammed in there, I have to take it out and smooth it over. If it jams again, I have to make a copy of it. I did that several times; add to it that the shipment of packages I was sent into the lab to open was late, and, well, we were all late.
But in another irony, what I did not do was the very thing I was initially brought to this company to do, the skill set I thought I was going to deploy when I got this job: Data entry. I really thought I was going to be banging away on my keyboard entering data into our database. I didn't do that at all. I was busy in the lab putting labels on packages in the morning and scanning forms (from the packages that were being opened in front of me) in the afternoon. I just was not able to sit down and key. For some reason, I find that to be very, very funny.
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