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Wow. Just. Wow. These are some nice offices in the jail administrative
section. We’re on the top floor of the building, and have a great view of
the skyline, as well as some greenery. I prefer the latter, but some prefer
the former, so it’s the best of both worlds. They’re giving us an entire
conference room, which is big enough to accommodate our eighteen person
team. I have my own office that comes right off of that room, and the
facilities department has set aside four other workspaces for us. Each
subdepartment will be able to separate themselves from the group, and focus
on their own stuff. At the moment, the only thing that’s ready is the
conference room, since it’s pretty much already configured the right way.
It’s lined with bookshelves, so I’m thinking that it used to be a library,
which they eventually started using for meetings, but I don’t know what has
happened with all that since. It was reportedly pretty dusty in here. I said
that I wanted to physically work on a lot of this myself, but I am not
bummed out that they did all the cleaning for me. I’m more of a designer and
arranger than a cleaner. I have really bad allergies, and I just don’t care
for it. I’m weird that way. I’m truly grateful for everything that everyone
has done in preparation for this new project, and I’m excited to get
started. I spent all day yesterday slowly moving things around in my office,
and the other four shared spaces. We need a few things that the jail doesn’t
already have on hand for us, like computers, and other various things. I
drew up a list so facilities and IT will be working on procuring new
equipment and supplies this week. I still had plenty to do on that front
today.
Tomorrow, I’m probably going to work exclusively on building out the staff.
Back when I was looking for a job—or rather, when employers were looking for
me—I was able to tell you about them, to some vague degree. I didn’t
think that it was a problem to say this and that about a hypothetical
position that I was probably not going to end up taking, as long as I didn’t
specify which company was offering. Even if the name of the company ended up
being publicized, it probably would have been all right. Now I’m on the
other side of that, preparing to interview individual innocent people for my
team. So I won’t be telling you anything about the candidates during this
process. I won’t even say anything about the ones that I hire, unless they
unambiguously tell me it’s okay, and probably not even then. They have a
right to their privacy, and they shouldn’t feel uncomfortable applying
because something may come out about them. Even if it’s good, it’s not my
place to divulge it, whatever it may be. They have the ability to set up
their own social media accounts, and build their own websites, should they
choose to. Of course, confidentiality being a thing, there’s a lot more
about my new job that I won’t be able to say. The jail is now my client, and
while they’re fully aware of who I am, and what I do online, they’ve not
given me permission to say absolutely anything and everything about what
we’re doing here. So be prepared to be left in the dark about a lot. I’ll
keep you up to date as much as I can, but my posts could get shorter if
everything that I start to deal with is strictly privileged information.
They could, therefore, get boring if all I can talk about is my private
life. The work I’m getting ready to do here, I believe, is in the interest
of the public good, so I’m all right letting my site suffer in service to
that. Anyway, I’m tired, so I better grab some dinner, and call it a night.
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