Journal of a Sabbatical

class alien

January 27, 1998




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New things on the ever-growing, all-consuming, Aunt-Janet-must-really-not-have-enough-to-do web site:

Completely revamped Who Am I? Why Am I Here?

I've been meaning to upgrade the "who am i" section of this site for a long time, but I was stuck on trying to create graphic images to convey the various sections. I tried several different images, both graphics and photos but none of them conveyed what I wanted. How do you give autobiographical info without words? Now that I'm temporarily over my belief that I will be judged obsolete if I use text, it's much easier to just do a nice page layout. I may never become graphically literate, but then again I'm not looking for a job designing logos or icons. I'm still very self-conscious about my lack of ability in this area.

Oddly, I'm very visual. I respond to visual cues, discriminate patterns, identify birds (I do this 99% visually - I'm really bad on the songs so far), take better than average vacation photos. Some people, even the odd visitor to this site, tell me they really like my photos. The thing is, I see things rather than thinking about them. For example, in the image of the gulls at Turner Reservoir, my eye registered the pattern of the snow on the rock echoing the colors of the gulls' plumage before my brain did. I did not think it through in concrete terms. I saw it, shot it, loved the result. I don't know how I did it. I just did.

So, anyway, despite my inability to come up with a graphical representation of my autobiography or my resume, I redid the Who Am I? Why Am I Here? page. Wasted much of the afternoon on it, but there it is.

New things on my mind:

thing 1

Compaq's acquisition of Digital Equipment Corporation

When I heard this on the radio yesterday morning, I thought I must be dreaming. As of yesterday, every company I have ever worked for has now been acquired by/merged with another company - and the new ones all begin with the letter C:

Boston Technology by Comverse
MASSCOMP by Concurrent
Digital by Compaq

Even my high school (Our Lady Help of Christians) merged with its arch rival (St. Patrick's).

I feel like my past is disappearing out from under me. Where do I say I worked? Went to school? Lived? No, wait, the City of Newton, Massachusetts still exists and hasn't been renamed or merged with another city yet. And Massachusetts will never merge with New York - perish the thought - even after the entire population has left here for California.

But who am I when my past has been sold?

thing 2

"I hate calling strangers on the phone. I get uneasy even just calling friends on the phone. I have no idea why, but it makes me way tense." from yesterday's entry in Ceej's Battered Black Book

I have this problem too. It used to be much worse. I had to telephone strangers a lot in my various jobs and I used to get anxious before every call. As a manager staffing my department, the thing I hated most was doing the phone interviews of candidates. I'm the one with the power to say yay or nay to bringing the person in for an interview and yet I'm the one who's nervous. Go figure.

Like I said, I got better at it. I had no choice. And making work calls on behalf of my employer was easier than making calls on my own behalf. At least I could say: "This is Janet Egan from Cosmodemonic Telecomm" as opposed to "Janet Egan, nobody in particular but you should hire me." Anyway, since I quit work, the telephone anxiety has started to get worse again. I always feel like I'm interrupting someone, or I'm sounding stupid (oh, I know, I am stupid - but aside from that :-)).

For me, this anxiety even extends to calling people I know. All that work I did today on my web site, and all the catching up on other people's journals I did this afternoon? Ways of putting off calling Zsolt on the phone. For Chrissake, I've changed this guy's wet sock on Mt. Dairoku and I'm nervous about calling him on the phone? It's not just him. I'm putting off other calls too. Even one to register for a seminar on gulls for this coming Saturday. What are the odds it'll be full by the time I quit procrastinating and call? I haven't been this shy/anxious in a long time.

thing 3

Scott's homage to his snow brush

I never appreciated my snow brush until I was on business trip and Avis failed to supply one with the rental car. It's one of those little things that make it possible to live in this climatic zone.

Old things on my mind:

When I was having coffee with Tom this afternoon, we revisited the subject of Good Will Hunting, which we had talked about yesterday. One of the things I liked best about the movie, its unsentimental treatment of socio-economic class, also brought up issues for me. I grew up working class. I've felt like an alien in the middle class ever since.

 

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