Last week, I spent five days at an off-site IT training thing. I learned the basics of computer networking, if you were curious. Some of it I had already known. Most of it was either new to me or taught in greater detail than I had ever cared to know before I started my current job. So it’s all good. I got lucky and had a good instructor, a friendly class, and a relatively short commute there.
In retrospect, though, there are a number of things I wish I had done differently.
On the first day, the instructor ran late. It was only by five minutes or so, but it presented a golden opportunity I failed to seize. Those other dozen people in the room had no idea who I was. I should have walked up to the front of the room and started teaching absolute gibberish, pretending to be the instructor. I’m sure I could have filled five minutes with three letter acronyms and techy-sounding talk.
Each of us had a name tent – a piece of cardboard that folded into a triangle that you could put in front of you with one side facing the instructor that had room to write your name on. At the beginning of class, he handed out markers for each of us to write our name out with. He made a comment about how some of the markers were scented, and so to be careful which one you picked. When my turn came to pick a marker, I went with one that looked like it might have a fruity flavor I could stand, in case the scent was overwhelming. And having spent a good portion of the previous weekend with my nieces, I didn’t blink twice at picking that pink marker. And so, for the entire week, my name was written in front of me in giant pink letters. Why didn’t I pick the blue or black marker? I like the smell of black licorice!
Finally, I picked the wrong seat. I was in the back row, which was good for an easy bathroom exit strategy. Problem is, the power cord from my laptop came up about three inches short of the closest power strip. Next time, I need to take “power supply” into account when I choose a seat in a new room. I only used my laptop on breaks, so I never needed to plug in. I was lucky.
The other thing that took some getting used to were the bathrooms. Having worked in an office for the last year where everything is automated in the bathrooms, I looked like a dang fool the first day I stuck my hands under the faucet and waited for the red light to catch them and the water to start up. I must have turned a couple shades of red when I realized I needed to turn the knobs next to the faucet to get any water. UGH
Maybe that’s more than you all needed to know, but I believe in being honest with you. =)