Day shift update. The journey so far.

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typically_dayshift Well, it’s been almost a month, now. Time for a day shift update.

For 23 years and 2 months, I’ve worked night shift.

By choice. I’m not a morning person. Never have been.

Some observations about 9-1-1 dispatching on day shift:

There’s a lot more of these (nonsensical, in my opinion) pleasantries about how I’m doing. You really don’t care if I’m having a good day, do you? I (usually) have to fib and tell you “I’m fine, thanks”, and then I’m obligated to ask how you are. Really, unless you’re calling in with a 9-1-1 call, it’s not any of my concern.

It’s not that I’m heartless or unfeeling. I hope you are having a wonderful day. But my knowing that doesn’t change our conversation, and there’s likely nothing I can do to make your day better if you’re having a bad one* and decide to tell me about it. Both sides of that conversation just distract from, and delay, the reason you called me in the first place. Do you need information, a phone number** , or any other of a hundred other different things I might be called upon to do for somebody?  The fact that it’s 9 am, and I should be sound asleep right now doesn’t make for a cheery “I’m great, thanks for asking” mood. Bah, humbug.

Lunch is much more of a hassle now. I have to wait until 1 pm, to try to avoid the worst of the lunch rush at nearby restaurants.

Traffic is annoying. Where the hell did all these cars come from? Why are they blocking the intersection?

Pedestrians leaving College of the Sequoias – look up from your damned phones! You’re going to walk right in front of a car if you keep that up.

Who the heck are these eleven-hundred units on my radio channel, and why don’t they follow protocol?

These twelve hour shifts are kicking my ass. You’d think two more hours wouldn’t be that bad, but the accumulative effect is already wearing me down. Having four days off every other week helps, but by the third day, I’m feeling it. On the long week, where I work four days, it’s very fatiguing. And that’s what we all need, right? A 9-1-1 dispatcher who is suffering from fatigue.

I was written up on the second day. For wearing jeans. I’ve been wearing jeans for all of my 23+ years in dispatch. Now I have to wear “slacks”. That required a hit on the JCPenny credit card I wasn’t planning on.

Oh, and day shift means I’m taking a $200 a month pay cut. Wonderful.

So as not to be completely negative, here are a few positives of day shift:

There’s a bit more eye candy coming through the door. That’s a double-edged sword, for sure. <sigh>

I’m sure there must be some more positives. I’m having trouble coming up with them right now, though. Maybe I’ll think of something later, and can edit this entry with them. Let’s both hold our breath on that, OK? (spoiler alert: I’m not holding my breath)

I’m staring at six months of day shift, before I can go back to nights. If you call in to my dispatch center during the day, and talk to a grumpy old man, that’s probably me. Sorry, after 23 years my ability to adjust to this change just isn’t going to happen quickly.

 

*again, unless you’ve dialed 9-1-1, and 99.9% of the time, you’re not going to ask me how I am. Although it does happen, strangely enough. Even for real emergencies. Haven’t figured that one out yet.

**although I’m not supposed to be a switchboard or 4-1-1 operator – that’s a pet peeve of mine. You no doubt are speaking to me on a device that can store literally hundreds, if not thousands, of phone numbers, or has the ability to look them up on the Internet. Why are you bothering me? It’s not like I don’t have anything else to do right now.

The old man in the iPhone

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There’s something wrong with my iPhone.  I try to take ‘selfies’, but this old man keeps showing up.  I wonder if there’s an app for that?  Or maybe I should call 9-1-1.  Whatever the case, I think it’s just rude.  Come to think of it, my bathroom mirror has the same problem.  I wonder if it’s an iMirror?

 

#ThrowbackThursday July 28, 1984

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July 28, 1984

Big Sur, California

26 years of age

The Wayback Machine strikes. 1966 vs 2014

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1966, Visalia, California. (left to right) Kristeen not yet 3, Sherry 6, Jimmie 9. Behind us, Dad, Jimmie Sr. 28.

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Same house, in 2014.

My new family crest?

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Someone looking for us?

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Yesterday’s search engine terms that directed someone to my page:

“sherry gomez” visalia  (my sister)

“wanda reeves” visalia (my mother)

who is jim reeves visalia (me)

Can I help you with something?  Send me an email.  The address is right there in the right hand column, in the “about” section.

Cheers.

Oakland Threw Me A Birthday Party!

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How’s this for a birthday bash?  Oakland’s gay community got together and decided to throw a big street party in honor of my birthday!

Such thoughtful folks!  And so many adorable men!  Even Chaka Khan was there!

Sorry about the audio, iPhones just can’t handle loud bass. Or just plain loud, for that matter.

Here are some random pictures from the day…

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New Year's 2010

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Too bad the IPhone can’t handle low light levels.  About 1am at the North Tower Circle in Fresno.

Holiday Dinner at Ted and Mychal’s

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Ted and Mychal hosted an intimate holiday dinner Saturday night at their condo in Fresno.  A small group of friends got together for some of Mychal and Ted’s great cooking!  Chicken, beef, vegetables, mashed potatoes that may have been the best ever, and desert that was a little bit of heaven.

Ted made a banana pudding for me, since I had been talking about a holiday tradition in our family, but this was something else!  It definitely wasn’t my momma’s banana pudding!  Mom’s was always great, and I love it, but this was something new.  Very tasty, Ted will have to make it more often, now that he’s hooked me on it!

Some more pics after the jump.

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Survey says…

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Think of a random person, and give them a message here, no names:
You’re supposed to be the IT person, so fix the damned computers!

Can you take a bra off with one hand?
LOL…  never tried. Is it difficult?

Last furry thing you touched:
A german shepard. A big one. Thank goodness she’s friendly.

Spell your name without vowels:
Jmm Rvs

Do you wanna get married anytime soon?
No, I’m too young to get married.

Have you ever kissed someone in a band?
He used to be in a band, does that count?

When you looked in the mirror today, what was your first thought?
Who is that old man, and where is he hiding me?
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