For the last few weeks at work, I’ve been restructuring an existing course so it can become an online course. I got a phone call today about the course from one of the online folks and the first words out of her mouth were something along the lines of “I’ve just been reading 500 years worth of child welfare history”. I started laughing and asked her if her soul died a little bit. That portion of the course was an existing piece and I worked hard on cutting down pages and pages of material into a handful of paragraphs for each historical section. I told her the version she ended up reading could have been much worse. I shared with her how I had already argued about the ridiculousness of telling anyone what happened in child welfare back when the Earth was flat.
With both of us expressing our dislike of the depth of the history lesson, we’ve worked out a compromise that will give history nuts a little bit of happiness and the rest of us a more contemporary slant.
As we were hanging up, the online person remarked that she’s glad she can be so candid with me. Amen to that. It’s a course at my job-not the end of the world. My job is the thing I do to make the money to spend on the stuff I really like to do. As much as I like working there (and I really do), it’s still just a means to an end.
As every job should be. I worry about the ones who’s job is their life. That can’t be any fun.
Did you guys get snow this week?
We got enough to make the back roads a little scary on the way in on Monday morning. There were dozens of accidents because people around here are too dumb to slow down. I was hoping for a delayed opening but no such luck. The snow was gone before noon. How about you?
We got dumped on a couple weekends ago. And we got an unexpected 1/2 inch this morning. It’s only sticking to the grass though.