Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Moving On


The shock and disappointment has worn off over the last 24 hours and now I am ready to address the election results like a mature adult rather than throw a tantrum because I didn’t get my preferred outcome.

All joking aside if you are like me, and finding that much to our mutual horror we are living in President Elect Trump America, moving to another country isn’t going to solve anything. It’s like a kid throwing a tantrum and taking all the toys and running away to join the circus going home instead of trying to work things out with a sibling or parent. As adults we can all see the flaws in the logic of running away because we feel that we have been cheated or treated unfairly. We just have to agree that we disagree and continue living in the same house because we know joining the circus isn’t a practical way to deal with our problems and comes with it’s own set of problems.

The silver lining is this. We know where we all stand with one another. It’s a harsh reality certainly but now we know and knowing where we stand with our fellow Americans and the rest of the world is actually a good place to be. From this place, we can work on understanding one another and what they are experiencing. It is a hopeful place to be even though it’s very difficult to look at some people right now in the harsh light of day.

We need to focus on the facts. Not the bullshit. It is easy to get caught up with what people say and parse it out and take it out of context. Take a few moments to research the story. In this age of social media it is so easy to “share” and quickly share without doing any critical thinking. It happens on both sides. I am guilty of this but we need to inform ourselves and research before we share. It cuts both ways good and bad.

Although I am feeling disappointed, I feel a renewed sense of motivation to strive towards progressive ideals and stand up for what I believe in. I hope you do to and if we disagree, so be it.



Monday, May 2, 2016

A unique characteristic that makes me an awesome employee.



It’s not something that people tend to notice right away about me but when they do, they stop and watch me.  Usually this happens when I am taking notes or doodling.   Sometimes I have to explain to people when I need something that isn’t usually required by others.  Typically, it’s related to a work set-up or a seating arrangement. 
Have you figured it out yet?  I’m left-handed. 
Curious to know more? To start lefties are rare, (only about 10% of the population is left-handed) since I am a woman, and left handed, I am even more of a rarity.
Lefties have to live in a world designed for and by right-handed people.   I often get surprised looks or incredulous stares because I use a computer mouse on the right hand side but upside down.   I am told that many lefties will switch it to the other side.
Adaptability is a forte of us lefties. 
Let’s go back to the mouse example; the problem I found with using the computer mouse on the left was that the cursor was less mobile, and that each time I needed to use the computer, I had to move the mouse to the left.  Leaving it on the right meant that I had difficulty controlling the cursor and pointing it where I wanted it to go because I was not on the “opposite side” after fiddling with left versus right – the solution came to me.  Turn the mouse upside down on the right and operate it with the right hand.  This offered me the best of both worlds.  I could control the cursor and also keep it on the right. It eliminated the need for switching the mouse and mousepad over to the left each time I wanted to use the computer.  (I still would love to find another leftie that does this! So far no one I’ve encountered has encountered other lefties who do this!)
Going back to the work place, conditions change all the time, new products are introduced, staff changes, and policies change.  Change is good, it means that the company is evolving to take advantages of opportunities and paying attention and avoiding trouble. 
In one of my prior roles I did regulatory reporting.  Each report had different requirements and those requirements were apt to change slightly from year to year.  To establish cross-functionality within the team our manager had a watch it, do it, teach it approach to training.  As I was assigned new reports, I would sit with team members and learn how they handled things, once having it down I was able to apply my skills to making the report easier to do, and then eventually I would pass the report to another team member and show them how I did it.   One set of reports I took over from a team member was done in a very manual process, so when it came to me to do, I looked for a more simplified way to the end result.  I did this by writing queries to obtain and validate the data and then put it through a VB macro that a co-worker had written to export the data into the format it needed to be in.
Later on another report required a similar format and data.  Since I already had a tool built, I was able to adapt it in order to work for this other report.  The end result was the reports were accurate and ultimately reduced the time spent working on those projects.

Being left-handed has made me more PERSISTENT.
I knit for a hobby, something about playing with soft fluffy yarn and sharp pointy sticks just appeals to me.  Especially since at the end I have a warm fluffy object to wear.   Learning to knit however was challenging because everyone who could teach me how to knit was right-handed.  
In order to understand the complexity of learning a dexterous process as a left handed person, take anything you do well with your dominant hand and try to transfer the skill to the non-dominant one. Pay attention to how your mind is working while you are doing this.  Using writing as an example, you are going back to thinking how to form each character so that it is legible.  As you write with your non-dominant hand there are a lot of things happening at once.  You are trying to control your pen or pencil, and remembering each step involved in forming the individual characters and spelling the words as you write.   
Learning to knit was a similar process for me, eventually, I found that by emulating the process for right handed knitters allowed me to think through the mirrored actions of the left-hand. It took some practice, but I became good at knitting with some practice. 
This persistence applies to my work life as well.  As an example I had taken a temporary role in collections for a construction company.   Making collection calls isn’t for everyone, and sometimes customers aren’t always willing to pay, however I was able to make in-roads with many of the delinquent accounts and worked with them to resolve their outstanding invoices while providing great customer service.  In the end I was able to reduce past due collections by over $400K within a few months.    
I’m a natural “Translator”
This might just be me, however, as someone who has had to “translate” dexterity, I find it easy to elicit user requirements and understand the technicalities behind their requests.  Just like some may see magical transport from one place to the next on Star Trek.  What I see is something similar to TCP/IP protocol that breaks down the matter, sends the matter in packets and reassembles it with a check-sum to ensure that all the required parts are there.    
On the flipside I have a tendency to get excited about new ideas (Quantum Computing) and want to share that with others.   After reading an article in Scientific American about quantum computing I shared it at lunch with some of my co-workers. I’ve learned that unfortunately that not everyone is as excited about Star Trek-esque technology as I am.  

Saturday, April 23, 2016

A walk in the woods

It’s been beautiful weather all week and since the attention span of a kindergartener towards yard work consists of putting a small pile of leaves in a bag and picking up a stick and waving it around like a lightsaber, and since my guilt over possibly killing the hydrangeas with neglect was too much to bear, we needed something to do.

After lunch and some brief research we settled on a “nature walk” at Purgatory Chasm located in Sutton Massachusetts.   It wasn’t really a walk or a hike for that matter.  It was more like a climb, crawl, slide, and maneuver through the Chasm.  For those who are not familiar with it, it is a chasm believed to have been caused by the breaking of a glacier dam.

As we picked our way along, there were caves to be explored, sticks to be made into lightsabers and imaginary Sith to be fought by a Jedi Youngling. As I reminded my son and myself to think our way over, under, around,  climbing  proved to be a problem-solving adventure.  My son did need a rescue once from a rock he had climbed upon that didn’t offer an easy way down. But for the most part he was excited to be out in the woods and talk to folks about what he knew. 

Pictures do not do the Chasm justice.  I was annoyed with myself for not bringing a wider-angled lens.

The Chasm itself is a quarter mile long, and once we climbed our way through and back, he was eager to get to the playground across the street.  He does not get worn out easily, and to my shock I couldn’t even tear him away with the promise of ice cream. 

 

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Garden Variety Gardening

Its Spring when I look around at my neighbors yards and appreciate the newly sprouting lush lawns and lovely landscaping they have then I turn back to my yard and it is littered with leaves and really needs a pruning - or a bulldozer. (I cannot seem to decide which is going to be more efficient).

Accompanying me this week is my soon to be six year old.   He's not thrilled about doing yard work. 

Absent is my husband.  The few times last year he actually went to "mow" the lawn the mower fortuitously broke and he couldn't complete the job.  Since a ride on mower is a bit too much of a luxury right now, it made sense to repair one we have. 

When I proposed the idea to my son he was all about helping me fix it.  After all who doesn't want to take a small engine apart?  So we started.  Or rather I started taking it apart while he watched, which lasted all of 3 minutes.  Then between asking me philosophical questions about Star Wars, and telling me everything he knows about Bees and Spiders he was tearing through the garage rediscovering outdoor toys that have not been used in a while.

The problem was a simple one to fix - and as I was putting the mower back together he wanted to help.  So I let him.  I've never seen a kid so proud!