I feel like some groundwork has been laid prior to my arrival about making the environment a hospitable one to come out in, or so they think. There's a GLBT employee group, the aforementioned books in the lunchroom, etc. I can only imagine that there was some cultural push sometime in the past.

I have no idea how successful it might have been. Just that I've never been anywhere where out and work seem to come up together this much.

GET TO WORK JESSE!

Wow, what a MOnday so far at the office. As soon as I went to the pantry to make coffee a million other people were there trying to do the same. Of course I had decided to make a latte which takes a million times longer then just the regular coffee and puts me in the way of everyone else, so I take my shots and decide to go to the less crowded pantry downstairs to warm and foam my milk. Downstairs the milk is LUMPY (ewwww) and not one, but 2 quarts, which means the fridge is not cooling. The milk doesn't smell yet, so I think it only has been off for a bit. So I report the fritzy fridg, then go back upstairs and manage to get in while the pantry is mostly empty and get my milk finally. good lord.

I really really really really don't wanna today. I mean. I really don't want to.

Why do people who work for me not do what I tell them? It started with the volunteers this weekend (okay, I know what their problem is, they just don't want to do what they're told.)

I very specifically told my assistant to download everything that she was working on to the memory stick that I gave her. I was swapping out the computer that she managed to infect with a virus with my old computer. When I swapped out the computer, there was an IP address conflict on the network because they had changed the new computer to my old IP address. Ergo, no access to the network. This shouldn't be a problem because all of the work is on the memory stick, right? Nope. She says "I can't get to the internet and the document that I was working on is in my email"

Bah. I broke one of our client's servers, so overnight they were getting calls from all over the world that people couldn't enter their time sheets. So my boss called me early this morning so I could come in early and fix it.

Turns out I had updated one server but forgot to update the other one. But I fixed it now, so people can enter their time sheets and get paid.

My office is an icebox. Pls send warmth.

I have 2, maybe 4, hours of work to do this week. Which means I should just get it done and get on with my life, but simultaneously means I am completely unmotivated to get started.

Let me phrase this is cowgirl.
GIT-R-DONE, JESSE, GIT-R-DONE!

Hee! I'm gitting.

Like it's putting the onus on the gay person rather than emphasizing creating a safe environment in which the person feels comfortable coming out at work.

"It's safe to come out" posters can be a useful part of creating a safe environment. But you can figure out on your own whether or not it's safe to come out in a given environment. And one poster isn't going to change things. (For that matter, neither is an annual presentation on diversity.)

My first thought on "lesbian evangelist" was that this woman is a lesbian and Evangelical Christian, which might be an unusual enough combination for her to feel like coming out about both.

That was close to my first thought, too -- I was thinking that she has a career as a Christian evangelist.

Vortex, I have come to the conclusion that 99.9% of student workers just suck. I'm not even at work, and I am dealing with my student who did not put in her hours this week and my boss is flipping out because the student did not send her the hours.

Edit- and my student workers at the theatre-- I asked my best student if she could finish a project on her own (without me there) by the time we started wearing costumes. I told her that I would have her do other things while I was there, if she could finish it on her own. She said yes. DAYS go by and the thing is still not finished, so the night before I call her, and she was all put out with me because I told her I needed her to finish before we wore costumes the next day, and I made her come in at ass o'clock in the morning to do it. She told me that I really needed to ask her to do things ahead of time so she could plan her week!