So, in about an hour and a half (give or take a few minutes) I turn 25 years old. I have had 4 "real" jobs, and lost 3 of them. the fourth I quit in disgust. I am interviewing for a job as a market analyst tomorrow, after seeing my sister (for the first time in a couple years (I think)) and my Auntie Diane (not actually related)(for the first time in many more years). I had an old high-school.. I guess you'd call him chum contact me, and having an old crush who crushed me email and ask for help with something.
it sort of feels like my life is circling itself, coming back together. I hadn't realized that it wasn't together before, though. All I need now is for one of my psychotic ex-girlfriends to come back into my life, and I'll feel 17 again. I wasn't all that happy at 17.
If I wanted to be pessimistic, I'd say that on the last day of my first quarter century, I was broke, living off of my parents and the generosity of others, unemployed due to an inherent contrariness to being told what to do, and much more overweight than I'm comfortable with. Not to mention frequently depressed.
On the optimistic side, I would say that I have a happy relationship with a wonderful guy, I have family and friends who are able and willing to help me through tough times, I have found many things I can do that aren't terribly expensive but are terribly fun, and have tons of free time.
What I will say is that I am unemployed, but interviewing for a job that I am qualified for. I'm not doing fantastic, but I'm better than I have been, and improving often, and I have several sources of happiness in my life.
I probably can't make it to canada any time soon, although I want to very badly. However, my recent unemployed state has taught me to manage my money a little better than I had in the past, so when I DO get to go, I'll have more money than I did the last few times.
Anyway, i need to get to bed, because I suck at getting up still. Send comments (Do i have comments enabled on here? I don't think I do...) to whatever you want to call me at acwpd dot com.
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Showing posts with label Organzation. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 11, 2009
a Quarter of a century
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Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Organization and File Types
I work -- well, I won't say. those of you who know me, probably know. If not, call or e-mail. Anyway, where I work, we have a lot of documents to keep track of -- somewhere on the order of 2 million, for various clients. One of these clients is responsible for us having nearly a half million documents. Now, my definition of "Documents" may be different than yours. In the world I am in at work, each page that was given to us is a document, and each file or spreadsheet we create is a document.
Now, of these documents, we keep a number of them -- all of the ones given to us -- are numbered. Starting at 1 and going until we run out of documents. We have about 367,000 of these. For this client.
These documents were given to us as paper. Behind me is a wall covered in paper. Over the last 3 years (that's how long we've been gathering documents for this customer) we have been putting images of these documents into our computers. At first we were sending them out to be scanned, then we got a copy machine that can scan, and did it ourselves. But, alas, we were inconsistent.
My work computer is currently trying to convert 5061 TIF images into 5061 PDF images. And it's going VERY slowly.
See, I went ahead and got a trial copy of photoshop -- if I'm lucky, I'll never need to do this again -- so that I could convert the TIF's (and 22 JPG's) into PDF in a batch, rather than one at a time. I'm having issues doing this - every time I've tried today, I get a save-as dialog for every file.
So, if you ever have thousands of files to deal with, decide on a format BEFORE you begin. And don't waver, because it's a pain in the ass.
Now, of these documents, we keep a number of them -- all of the ones given to us -- are numbered. Starting at 1 and going until we run out of documents. We have about 367,000 of these. For this client.
These documents were given to us as paper. Behind me is a wall covered in paper. Over the last 3 years (that's how long we've been gathering documents for this customer) we have been putting images of these documents into our computers. At first we were sending them out to be scanned, then we got a copy machine that can scan, and did it ourselves. But, alas, we were inconsistent.
My work computer is currently trying to convert 5061 TIF images into 5061 PDF images. And it's going VERY slowly.
See, I went ahead and got a trial copy of photoshop -- if I'm lucky, I'll never need to do this again -- so that I could convert the TIF's (and 22 JPG's) into PDF in a batch, rather than one at a time. I'm having issues doing this - every time I've tried today, I get a save-as dialog for every file.
So, if you ever have thousands of files to deal with, decide on a format BEFORE you begin. And don't waver, because it's a pain in the ass.
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