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Jan. 4th, 2022 07:03 pm
This is what we call a “training montage”
Week two of wrangling plants continues—for the most part—to delight and inspire!
I brought home a selection of trailing plant cuttings today, with the aim of trying to coax them to root in water and then repotting them. I don’t remember what they are, exactly, except that they are not Pothos and their name might possibly start with “ch.” I will endeavor to ask tomorrow but, knowing myself, I’ma forget for like a week.
There’s also a tray of rejected succulents with my name on it sitting in our warehouse, but I was too eager to get home and eat a sandwich to go in and grab it after my trainer and I returned to the office this afternoon, so I’ll pick it up tomorrow.
I mostly like my trainer but I’m a little ethically lukewarm on something we did today.
We were servicing an account in a small, franchised insurance office, and the agent who owned the office was there brokering a policy for another woman. At one point, said agent passed a note to my trainer requesting that we not leave until the customer was gone, because she (the agent) was being made to feel unsafe, based on the client’s behavior. We stretched out our time there, and the client did appear to calm some, but my trainer eventually packed their gear up and ushered us on to the next location.
Realistically, I know it’s not our job to hang around, essentially fulfilling a security role, and that we have a responsibility to attend to a certain number of clients in a day, but it felt weird and bad to me that we just left. My trainer said something along the lines of, “She needs to grow up and learn how to deal with it,” and I had a whole-body yikes reaction in response. Hopefully everything turned out okay. Like I said, the client at the insurance office was calm when my trainer decided it was time to go, but I know how that can change on a dime. Fingers crossed that nothing escalated after we took our leave, and that we haven’t alienated one of our own clients.
I haven’t started my seeds yet—tired, lazy, take your pick—but intend to sometime this week.
Another great thing about actually working again is that I’m actually exhausted in the evenings nowadays, which makes it roughly ten times easier to sleep. I’m still not a great sleeper, and I probably never will be, but every little bit helps, right?
I brought home a selection of trailing plant cuttings today, with the aim of trying to coax them to root in water and then repotting them. I don’t remember what they are, exactly, except that they are not Pothos and their name might possibly start with “ch.” I will endeavor to ask tomorrow but, knowing myself, I’ma forget for like a week.
There’s also a tray of rejected succulents with my name on it sitting in our warehouse, but I was too eager to get home and eat a sandwich to go in and grab it after my trainer and I returned to the office this afternoon, so I’ll pick it up tomorrow.
I mostly like my trainer but I’m a little ethically lukewarm on something we did today.
We were servicing an account in a small, franchised insurance office, and the agent who owned the office was there brokering a policy for another woman. At one point, said agent passed a note to my trainer requesting that we not leave until the customer was gone, because she (the agent) was being made to feel unsafe, based on the client’s behavior. We stretched out our time there, and the client did appear to calm some, but my trainer eventually packed their gear up and ushered us on to the next location.
Realistically, I know it’s not our job to hang around, essentially fulfilling a security role, and that we have a responsibility to attend to a certain number of clients in a day, but it felt weird and bad to me that we just left. My trainer said something along the lines of, “She needs to grow up and learn how to deal with it,” and I had a whole-body yikes reaction in response. Hopefully everything turned out okay. Like I said, the client at the insurance office was calm when my trainer decided it was time to go, but I know how that can change on a dime. Fingers crossed that nothing escalated after we took our leave, and that we haven’t alienated one of our own clients.
I haven’t started my seeds yet—tired, lazy, take your pick—but intend to sometime this week.
Another great thing about actually working again is that I’m actually exhausted in the evenings nowadays, which makes it roughly ten times easier to sleep. I’m still not a great sleeper, and I probably never will be, but every little bit helps, right?