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Several years ago my boss asked me to give her six months notice when I was going to retire. I gave her that warning in January. The July attempt was put off because they hadn't found anyone to replace me and some of my own paperwork was in limbo. We settled for the end of September.
Well at last I've got my replacement and I'm training her up. It's.... so.... hard. Things I know; especially procedures I follow I know because I created them. I know them by muscle memory. When I took my present position 17 years ago we were in a period of transition - television was going from analog to digital AND switching to more automation - and I had to figure out of lot of things myself. We got a new interface a few months ago and I'm the one who sat in front of a screen and poked at things to find out what they did. No training, no instructions. A lot of information I picked up in bits and pieces in my 36 years at the station. Now I have to distill all of that into a few weeks of training.
It's the second week and I'm exhausted. I'm pointing a fire hose at this poor woman and hoping that she absorbs at least some of it. She's doing okay, really - she asks lots of good questions, takes lots of notes and reads the copious instructions I've been putting together for the past 6 months.
But I'm exhausted. I haven't talked this much to anyone in months. Many times I have to close my eyes while I'm instructing her because I'm digging in the back room of my memories for the reasons WHY along with the HOW of the job.
I need a vacation
Well at last I've got my replacement and I'm training her up. It's.... so.... hard. Things I know; especially procedures I follow I know because I created them. I know them by muscle memory. When I took my present position 17 years ago we were in a period of transition - television was going from analog to digital AND switching to more automation - and I had to figure out of lot of things myself. We got a new interface a few months ago and I'm the one who sat in front of a screen and poked at things to find out what they did. No training, no instructions. A lot of information I picked up in bits and pieces in my 36 years at the station. Now I have to distill all of that into a few weeks of training.
It's the second week and I'm exhausted. I'm pointing a fire hose at this poor woman and hoping that she absorbs at least some of it. She's doing okay, really - she asks lots of good questions, takes lots of notes and reads the copious instructions I've been putting together for the past 6 months.
But I'm exhausted. I haven't talked this much to anyone in months. Many times I have to close my eyes while I'm instructing her because I'm digging in the back room of my memories for the reasons WHY along with the HOW of the job.
I need a vacation
