Various Updates...
Jun. 20th, 2002 11:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arib(This was written last night, but LJ wouldn't let me post...)
Thing with co-worker was resolved rather neatly, without anyone needing to get fired.
We had an outside observer come to work today, to see if our company could qualify for an accreditation which would entitle us to more grant money...
Midway through her visit, 911 had to be called for our asthmatic client, who's now hospitalized...
Talk about timing, huh?
"Ari, we're dealing with -Client- right now, could you go to the office, call 911, print out a copy of -Client's- medsheet to give to the EMTs, and keep -Observerwoman- occupied?"
"uh... Sure boss. Send in the new guy, huh?"
"Absolutely..."
Still, it all went well, and I'm glad my boss saw fit to trust me with all that responsibility, despite their being four other staffers around, as well as the uberboss and someone from the main office.
Now, if only they gave out raises...
After work I went to a Grey Eye Glances concert at Passim. It was weird going by myself, but none of the people I called in the past week were free, this is what happens when my weekend's on Thursday...
They've got some great new stuff, and they played "Even" which always makes me misty.
Right now I'm buying my ticket to Portland for the PNW Callahans Annex next month.
Other than that, I've been doing a wonderful job screwing things up, as usual.
I've heard from Mom, who's in Israel. The hospital she's consulting at is treating victims of the bombings over the past two days, and she was working on some of them, as she's a trauma nurse. Go, Mom!.
(For those of you in the Boston area, the driver of one of the buses was a cousin of Rami Cohen, the owner of Rami's Felafel...)
and it's late, too damned late.
g'nite all.
Thing with co-worker was resolved rather neatly, without anyone needing to get fired.
We had an outside observer come to work today, to see if our company could qualify for an accreditation which would entitle us to more grant money...
Midway through her visit, 911 had to be called for our asthmatic client, who's now hospitalized...
Talk about timing, huh?
"Ari, we're dealing with -Client- right now, could you go to the office, call 911, print out a copy of -Client's- medsheet to give to the EMTs, and keep -Observerwoman- occupied?"
"uh... Sure boss. Send in the new guy, huh?"
"Absolutely..."
Still, it all went well, and I'm glad my boss saw fit to trust me with all that responsibility, despite their being four other staffers around, as well as the uberboss and someone from the main office.
Now, if only they gave out raises...
After work I went to a Grey Eye Glances concert at Passim. It was weird going by myself, but none of the people I called in the past week were free, this is what happens when my weekend's on Thursday...
They've got some great new stuff, and they played "Even" which always makes me misty.
Right now I'm buying my ticket to Portland for the PNW Callahans Annex next month.
Other than that, I've been doing a wonderful job screwing things up, as usual.
I've heard from Mom, who's in Israel. The hospital she's consulting at is treating victims of the bombings over the past two days, and she was working on some of them, as she's a trauma nurse. Go, Mom!.
(For those of you in the Boston area, the driver of one of the buses was a cousin of Rami Cohen, the owner of Rami's Felafel...)
and it's late, too damned late.
g'nite all.
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Date: 2002-06-20 08:48 am (UTC)The thing about Rami's felafel flashed me back to when I was teaching preschool at a Jewish school. The school was relatively awash in ethinic diversity. Among the people there from the middle east, only a moderate proportion were Israeli. The headmaster was Iraqi, there were Yemeni there, Ethiopians, Russians, Syrians. The foods folks would be associated with were equally diverse.
One of the families in my class was Syrian, and ran a Kosher deli with what I associate with Syrian or Turkish-type food, including the best felafel I've ever eaten. I was the kid's favorite teacher, and at the ends of many school days, they'd bring me a pile of leftover felafel with bread and dressing.
*swoon*
*sigh*
Being a good teacher has its perks. ;)
(As far as diversity goes, one of the kids who stood out most had one parent who'd converted from being Southern Baptist to marry a conservative Jew. The kid spent every summer and most long vacations with her grandparents in the deep south. When we sang Hamotze at lunch, she'd end the Hebrew singing by putting her face down, thrusting her fist into the air, and shouting "aMEN!" It was very weird.)