A matter of perspective

I think I might have been a bit harsh lately when talking about work. (In case you’re wondering, the blog posts in question are now private).

My boss is really quite nice. He actually employed me when most people wouldn’t have given me a chance and he gave me a pay rise, even though I’m only an intern. If I was him I would want to get something out of it too.

Jan says it’s all a matter of perspective, or possibly perception. The boss sees me looking unmotivated, having to ask him for work instead of taking the initiative and finding something for myself… maybe he sees things I could be doing that I just wouldn’t think of. Things that are second nature for other people just don’t occur to me – so I don’t do them, and people who are “normal” think I’m just lazy or shelfish or just don’t care. I on the other hand see me working hard, doing my best and being as motivated as I know how. It’s all a question of attitude I guess. And so-called “soft skills”, which I unfortunately don’t possess. I’m not a good communicator, I take a long time to get used to new situations, I fail to see opportunities to help. It’s the social ineptness thing again. But bosses don’t want socially inept people. They want people who can communicate well, who work as a team, help each other out, are organised and don’t forget things. They also want hard skills I guess, in my case that would be someone who’s good at translating.
At least I got that bit right.

I think I’ll go and do some research on how to become a people person. Who knows, maybe it will come in useful someday.
(That reminds me… Jan told me off last night for doing a Google search for how to impress the boss. Apparantly I’m “missing the point”).

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666. Demon spawn.

I’ve made it. I’m officially the spawn of Satan!
I went to Karstadt on the way home from work to buy some food, a) for tonioght’s tea and b) for lunch tomorrow. Arriving at the counter to pay, I discovered that my purchases came to a total of 6 euros and 66 cents. 6.66. Demon spawn. How cool am I?

So this morning the boss called me into his office. Cue total and utter panic and “oh my God, what have I done?” type thoughts. Turns out he just wanted to ask me how things are going since I’ve now been there a month. And he wanted to explain why Kristi, the new girl, has got a real job while I only got an internship. He didn’t want me sitting there wondering or resenting her for it. Not that I was wondering, I’d already figured out that it was probably because she’s already finished her studies. An assumption that the boss then confirmed. He then said that, although I probably have more actual translation experience than her, she has more general work experience. Fair enough.
He then started talking about my work. They are, for the most part, satisified he told me. Just one little issue. To do with something that I proofread yesterday. I finished it…. too fast. Now there’s a complaint I never thought I’d hear from a boss! So basically I need to take more care over things I’m editing. Read them twice if necessary. Make sure I find all the mistakes. It’s a fair point. Proofreading is something I find quite difficult, especially when I’m tired. The words all start blurring together and my eyes read words that are spelled wrong as what they’re really meant to be. The longer and boringer (is that word?) the texts are, the worse it is. Sooo pay more attention when proofreading. Otherwise it’s all good. Such a relief.

I got soaked on the way home and I’m now freezing. Time for a nice warm cup of tea methinks.