One of the Senior Solicitors in the Adults & Communities Team was rushing off to a meeting elsewhere and needed a letter typing up urgently. Normally the secretary does the typing for that team (or they do it themselves) but as Sue was busy and I'd just walked in the responsibility felt onto me. Afterwards I had to fax it to a third party and also to the Solicitor at wherever she was. I was entrusted with her mobile number, etc., etc.
This felt remarkably important, since normally all the WPOs do is type and that's it. And occasionally help out with PC trouble and miscellaneous MS Word-related issues. You'd think the lack of responsibility here compared to what I had to undertake daily at Ladywood would be, well, a relief.
But honestly, it gets a bit boring. I complained vehemently at the time that I was 'just a typist' and most of what they asked me to do was beyond the realm of my job description, but at the same time it made me look and feel more important than I was really supposed to be, which was only a privalege of having been there so long and being stupid enough to actually do it in the first place. But still. It felt nice, in its own way. It also meant I'd perfected multi-tasking to the point of not even thinking about it.
So, initially, when I applied for this job, it was because it was low-responsibility, low-stress and JUST TYPING, which was a total relief after the months and months of insanity in Child Protection and the constant, daily mistakes that one of us was expected to sort out. I now realise that in fact I had more fun there than I do here...
Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't go back there. I wouldn't work with Sandra again if my life depended on it. The only terms on which I would've stayed would have been getting rid of her, and I don't think I had that much power over 'Duh Management'...
So yeah. I'm a little bored here, although the lack of stress is very much appreciated and very good for my general sanity. My one concern at the moment is that there's this thing called 'Single Status' coming in where they're looking at everyone's pay scales across the board to see how they can make things fairer. The rumour is that in this directorate, Chief Executive's, there's pretty much a 50/50 split between staying the same or getting less money. We won't find out until June, but if this role ends up on a lower scale (and here I'm essentially paid more to do a lot less - I still maintain the typist role in Child Protection should be at least a scale 3. Well, mine was, at any rate.) I'll have to seriously reconsider looking for another job. Again.
In other news, Birmingham is once again stuck in a snow-free bubble. I'm convinced the Council has put up a forcefield. 'Snot fair. Of course, it could have been equally unfair and snowed whilst I had the beginnings of my cold instead of the end of it, so I couldn't go out and play in it. But Paul won't have a snowball fight with me anyway, the spoilsport. :(
In other other news, we should be internetted at home this weekend, which is something of a relief.
I do believe that's everything.