lithera ([personal profile] lithera) wrote2001-06-05 03:14 pm

Werg.

Long day of training. One person was all over it and understood everythign I was talking about. The other looked at me blankly alot. After about 30 mins of trying to find out what wasn't clicking, I stopped and did the teacher thing.

"Okay, look at the screen. What here don't you understand." I proceed to explain what she doesn't get.

Bring up the next screen, "Okay, what don't you get here?" Explain everything.

She looks at me and blinks a few times, "Oh! This makes so much sense now!" Kat sighs in relief.

I'm tired. My throat hurts. I haven't talked this much in a day except when I was a teacher and I was talking all of the time.

They're both really nice and cool people from what I can tell. Training tires me out. I don't get to take the normal breaks I would when I'm training.

And now I enter the last hour of work: The Molasses Zone

[identity profile] fireballof3.livejournal.com 2001-06-05 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, so THAT'S where you were all day.

I was gonna call you at home and see how you were feelin...

Re:

[identity profile] lithera.livejournal.com 2001-06-05 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
I would have responded earlier to this, but LJ ate the response.

Thanks for caring, Mike.