Somewhat better

I'm feeling somewhat better today. No real reason - I'm still not sleeping well - but I just do feel better. I still had trouble going to sleep last night, even though I went and made myself a Chamomile Tea - which usually helps a lot! Mippies love it when I'm up and about throughout the night - they get lots of cuddles!

Anyway, I think I have an idea how to finally bring about change at work. I mean, I've tried all the nice ways: asking, begging, reasoning, motivating ... Nothing has changed. So, now I'm thinking of denying incompetents the authority to interact with the store! What I mean is: If you don't know how to properly book goods into the store - you don't have the authority to do it! I mean, the other day, this guy booked in goods and the only thing he got right was his own name! Not even the date was correct!

Nobody cares - why should they? It just means that I have to re-do everything before I can do my job. No skin off their nose!

So, I'm thinking of preparing a test that must be passed (nothing less than 100% - either you can do a simple job like booking goods in, or you can't! There's no in between!) to authorise booking goods into the store! Childish, eh? I'm open to suggestions! Come up with something better: I'm all ears! What also needs to be in place, though, is training for those who fail. And, I must have several tests, not the same test all the time, or they'll cheat! Sigh - yes, very, very childish. And before I 'implement' this, I'm going to get the go-ahead from my boss! So when the colleagues, who are all talk and no action try to balk - especially with those childish posturing of 'I'm too high-and-mighty to do things right' - try to block me, they find themselves pre-blocked!

Yes, I know, having to take such extreme measures just to get paid employees to do the job they are paid to do ... 

I'm also thinking of adding an incentive: Once you get something like 100x booking correctly, you get a reward. Cash would be preferred, I think. That will help two-fold: a) people will book things correctly and b) bring small quantities more frequently - which will finally solve the 100kg-plonked on the floor problem! PLUS they will look around the factory for things to book into the store - which will solve another problem: material from jobs completed months ago is still floating around the factory! Seriously!

So, that's cause for feeling better. Light at the end of the tunnel ... and not an oncoming train, ha ha! It's a lot of work for me, again - I'll also need to write the relevant procedures. But we sure could use procedures, anyway, so it's not a waste of time.

Back to fun stuff: I tried baking bread on foil last night! I folded a sheet three times, giving it a little stability, placed the loaf on top and added the cup of water! Success! The loaf is decidedly crispier on top and NO BLACK BOTTOM! Although, that might be due to the juices from the meat I had spread inside? But definitely on the right track! Which brings me one step closer to the ultimate goal: sourdough bread!

Right, discussed my idea with my boss, got the go-ahead! Now I just have to do all the ground-work, then I can present it to him and it can happen. Will happen!

Spent the afternoon working on some form of procedure(s). Man, but this flashing on and off is really annoying! I've got the fan going right next to my desk, but my back feels like it has it's own electric blanket! I hope this isn't going to continue for too long ...

One thing I finally did today: I scanned in the bread recipes from my bread machine, then printed them out on A4 - double the size it was! It's really difficult trying to see whether that's 3/4 cup or 1/8 cup or just what that teeny tiny print is supposed to be - especially since the lighting in the kitchen isn't too great. I remember my mum used to ask me to read tiny print for her - maybe I should have got myself knocked up, then I'd also have someone to help me out! Ha Ha!

It's funny, really, how people label people. The label I get for not having gotten knocked up is not a flattering one. Ditto for not having married the wrong man. At my age, I should have kids and I should be divorced - if neither, then something must be wrong with me, and I get a derogatory label. Plus, of course, not having made mistakes in either department, I'm not a fully qualified adult - I lack all the experience parents & divorcees have. Fortunately, I don't care! Feel free to label me any way you like!

Anyway, nearly time to go home, so I'm going to publish and pack up ...